The devil on your shoulder is your only friend There he sits just to remind you all good things come to an end And you can fight it with the thoughts you think and the words you say It doesn't change anything You been left to your own devices And oh yes they're all vices And there's no one comin' to overturn the tables Lord knows you'd leave it all behind if you were able I've walked the path you wander now and I know it well Each step a reminder, each day a hazy hell God is dead and heaven's silent, death has lost its sting It doesn't change anything The bottle and the needle reign Where memories are deafening And there's no one comin' to overturn the tables Lord knows you'd leave it all behind if you were able