The devil's got a gun to my headplease don't pull the trigger
How many times must I apologize before you learn to accept
Well I hope and I praythat you'll end up with me someday
But I'd really rather wish that you didn't

The devil's got my heart in a vice againplease don't drop the hammer
I swear to god I'd be better off dead than to have to take you in to my bed
Well I hope and I praythat you'll end up with me someday
But I'd really rather wish that you didn't

Oooh, I want youbut I don't want to have to
I never asked you to be my guideI never asked you to be my life
I never asked you to be my brideI never asked you to be my wife
But I need you like a drugI need you like a drug
I need you like a drug

But drugs killand drugs slayand I won't need you at all someday
So I'd really rather wish that you didn'tlook at me that way
Don't even look at mewith your pity
Don't look at medon't look at meyou're my devil

The devil's got a gun to my head