Sum 41
"Speak Of The Devil"

Trying to find a way
Getting better every day
And I got you now I'm not alone
All I need in this life is one,
One thing to believe in.

I've seen many a face
From young and to old
I've stolen their faith and broken their souls
Was here before Christ had forgave you your sins
And paid your price and sealed your fate within.
But days have come to an end
Today's the day that we meet again
Self-inflicted inebriation guilt never lies, My love.

I've been waiting for the chance
To reunite this sick romance
The poison never hurt so good
So nice of you to speak of me
Your closest friend and enemy
And holy savior of masochist
Nothing but a dead end slave
From the altar to the grave
It's the last days of our lives in faith amen.

Time, it's been so long
And now there's nothing to say
I'm trying so hard to find the words to say
I'm tired of being something I'm not
I can't believe and I never thought
The days would come to an end
Maybe someday we'll meet again
But if that day never comes
It would be too soon.My love.

I've been waiting for the chance to nullify this sick romance
So pull the chord to detonate
So sick of you don't speak of me
The reverend saint of misery
And holy savior of masochist
Nothing but a dead end slave
From the altar to the grave
It's the last days of our lives in faith amen.
Nothing but a dead end slave
From the altar to the grave
It's the last days of our lives in faith amen.
Flying to find a way it's getting better everyday
And I got you now I'm not alone all I need in this file is one
One thing to believe in.