Mr. Midnight - The Devil Makes Three

House is burning, you can’t go home

Got no reason to be all alone

Sneaking down the alley like a snake in the grass

To see where you’re going I don’t need a looking glass

I won’t judge you at a distance, we all got our ways to get along

Once the two of you start to dancing, you’re gonna dance now till the dance

floor’s gone

Now you can’t go out, can’t go home

Even in a crowd you feel all alone, find yourself hiding from the light

You need that money, you got no shame, just a pawn running in his game

With Mr. Midnight, it’s always the same

Too many lies, the web gets so tight

Tangle at an angle that you just can’t see right

Heavy loaded and flying low, you say you got it all under control

I know why you go back to him though he’s such a mean old man

He whispers secrets in your ear, now his wish is your command

You’re running downhill and you just cannot stop

Your whole life is small enough to fit in a matchbox

Holding patterns on well-worn ground

Cowards, corners making the rounds

Who’s looking back at you in the mirror

Skin and bones, you look so thin

This is his song you sing along to, it’s called notify my next of kin

'Cause I can’t go out, can’t go home

Even in a crowd I feel all alone, find myself hiding from the light

Need some money, got no shame, just a pawn running in his game

With Mr. Midnight, it’s always the same

Mr. Midnight it’s always the same