You are not to blame when the devil puts on your face, just to laugh at me
He’s saying in your voice, “Don’t you ever wish you were more?
Maybe I’d want you, if you were more.”
It’s like everything I am has been weighed in your hands and been found wanting
And I can’t meet your eyes, and we go home, heads low
Devils on our shoulders saying, “If only you were more.”
Every now and again
The devil runs wild on my mind
Saying, “Don’t go out tonight.
Just sink into the deep blue see.”
Sunshine, I’m so sorry
I cry under your name
You are not to blame when the devil puts on your face, just to laugh at me
He’s saying in your voice, “Don’t you ever wish you were more?
Maybe I’d want you, if you were more.”
It’s like everything I am has been weighed in your hands and been found wanting
And I can’t meet your eyes, and we go home, heads low
Devils on our shoulders saying, “If only you were more.”
Sunshine, I’m so sorry
The devil wore your face today
And there’s no light to spark in my eyes
‘Cause I am small inside
Sunshine I, I’m wishing I was more
And I can’t meet your eyes, and we go home, heads low
Whispering to ourselves, “if only I was more.”
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