The devil is in the details
In the breath you inhale
In the breath you inhale
Your evasions of privacy
The devil is in your empty eyes
In your truth when you lie
In your false narrative
You forged the chase
You forged it with grace
And made it look good
Told the story once or twice
So natural, humble and nice
Wanting me to fake too
Well, I could say
This is all a game
And it's all in vain
To expect the truth
I could say
You're the one to blame
And you can't complain
For being the one to lose
I could say all of these things
But I'm not talking about you
The devils is in the details
In caption letters on daily mail
When you try to save your neck
The devils is in your face
In the facade you display
As you wish you'd have me back
The mess you made
The false promise and heartbreak
Was it all you thought it would be?
The time you wasted
The hit and run, the sweet escape
Was it unfortunate or just destiny?
I could say that I already knew
But I'm not talking about you
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