I need a break from this game Save your poker face for the table You're the key, come unlock my chains & Put an end to this sad fable I need a nightcap Something strong like the way you kiss me goodbye If I apologize now, would it be premature? I don't wanna jump to conclusions My heart suffers contusions Was last night real or was it all an illusion? I'm secluded in my apartment, number 9 Might as well be the ninth ring of Hell Ring the Devil's bell, tell her I'm ready to go back up Ready to pay for the crimes I might've committed Or might've not Give me one more shot Could be adrenaline, could be lead Only thing for certain I know in life Is Dahlia & Sloan are better off dead