𝗖𝗹𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗲

Oh, help me, but don't tell me to deny it I gotta cleanse myself of all these lies 'til I'm good enough for him I got a lot to lose, and I'm bettin' high, so I'm beggin' you Before it ends, just tell me where to begin Let me know the way before there's hell to pay Give me room to lay the law and let me go I've got to make a play to make my lover stay So what would an angel say? The devil wants to know