I write songs for a record, yeah I do
They [bad word] from a place near the brain and heart
Sometimes they bring me closer to the [bad word] 
But it's mostly when I don't ask for it

Words pop up like kisses do with alcohol
I sing them so soft, they [bad word] across
Just listen back to some words from the past
So shocked to find them in a perfect place

Two devils, one on each shoulder
Two devils talk in my sleep
Two devils making certain
That I will never lose that need

Everyday I get more cynical
The thing I have to watch put stones around the heart
Especially since she just cleaned me up
The steps to better life are being made

Two devils, one on each shoulder
Two devils talk in my sleep
Two devils making certain
That I will never lose that need

Two devils, one on each shoulder
Two devils talk in my sleep
Two devils making certain
That I will never lose that need
That I will never lose that need