The most tender place in my heart
Is for strangers
I know it's unkind
But my own blood is much too dangerous
Hanging round the ceiling half the time Hanging round the ceiling half the time [bad word] to some I've been around
But I really tried so hard
That echo [bad word] lied to me
With it's hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on

In the end I was the mean girl
Or somebody's in-between girl
Now it's the devil I love
And it's as funny as real love

I leave the party at three AM
Alone thank God
With a valium from the bride
It's the devil I love
It's the devil I love
And it's as funny as real love
And that's as real as [bad word] love

That echo [bad word] lied to me
With it's hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
That echo [bad word] lied to me
With it's hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on