Been running on empty for too long now
Cause no one tends to love a broken face like mine
A bent mind, tattered clothes,
And I'm not ok
So I'll go to those crossroads,
And I'll sell my worthless soul,
Make a man of this clown and rip the joker out of me
Came the money, came the friends
Came the sorrow
Came the thoughts of regret and death
No love and no hate,
No I'm just a shell
And they don't understand what i mean
When I say I paid the fee
So keep the Lord to you
And leave the devil to me
Been running on empty for too long now
Death's moving
And it don't take no stops
Scared to death, scared to death, scared to death
Of what I've become
I let Satan inside of me
Now I'm dammed for eternity
And he'll come for you next
So stay the hell away from me
And he'll pick you up
Just to let you down again
Make you more like a clown
And make you less like a man