Devil's Got My Secret (S)

Oh, to take sorrow and use it as a crutch
And have all you need and never know it as such
Oh, to want the warmth of fire and get the burn of its touch
I think about you way too much
The devil's got my secret
He swore he'd never tell
I left it for safe-keeping
I'll pick it up in hell
A match is struck only once, the thought's struck more than twice
Honesty's a virtue that is wavering like a vice
Yeah, it screams in two directions, yeah, it cuts like a knife
I'll think about you all my life
The devil's got my secret
He swore he'd never tell
I left it for safe-keeping
I'll pick it up in hell
I will pick it up in hell
Should I choose the one way, my life goes on
My world's not broken, my home's not gone
Oh, but should I choose the other, so sweet, and wrong
No, I'll think about you, then continue on
The devil's got my secret
He swore he'd never tell
I left it for safe-keeping
And, oh, he keeps it well
The devil's got my secret
He swore he'd never, never tell
I left it for safe-keeping
I'll pick it up in hell
I will pick it up in hell
I will pick it up in hell