I gotta get away sometimes and I hold on to the sunrise
It's the only thing I can still feel
With this old leather suitcase, I'm leaving this new place
'Cause it's hard to tell what's fake from the real
I hang my head low, I pray I don't lose control
'Cause I'm holding right on by six strings
The choices I made when these boots walk away
I hope all of my angels will sing
Now I know my heart has gone cold
It must've been the rebel in me
I sold my soul down at them crossroads
That's just between the devil and me
Woah
Just between the devil and me
Woah
Just between the devil and me
Between the whiskey and the sad songs
And the memories of the passed on
I step out into the night
Just to walk along that edge
Like a gypsy drifting back home
Well, what do you do when that's gone?
Better get your ass out of sight
So maybe you just forget
Tell me how you get back on when all you did was wrong
I did so much raising hell that hell is all I know
Tell me how you just sit back and watch me get stoned
The devil's due is cumbersome and never leaves you alone
Now I know my heart has gone cold
It must've been the rebel in me
I sold my soul down at them crossroads
That's just between the devil and me
Woah
Just between the devil and me
Woah
Just between the devil and me
Now I know my heart has gone cold
It must've been the rebel in me
I sold my soul down at them crossroads
That's just between the devil and me
Woah
Just between the devil and me
Woah
Just between the devil and me
