Devil in the Middle

Ten years ago underneath a bridge Six pack of beer three packs of cigs She's old enough to matter too young to care With the radio blasting and her fist in the air Wearing old t-shirts and greasy jeans A fist full of the finer things Well slip a wrench once you'll skin your knuckles Wake up quick and you learn how to hustle Getting older by the minute, soon found out Candy tastes sweet with blood in your mouth now oh And they take too much, they take too little Riding shotgun with the devil in the middle Take the first job that you can find Try to live your life by falling behind Sooner or later the bills come due The waitress brings a check and stares at you Gets to be about all you can stand You put your face down, head in your hands Sooner or later gonna break this cage I know a few boys who are on the take They're getting older by the minute, soon found out Candy tastes sweet with blood in your mouth now oh And they take too much, they take too little Riding shotgun with the devil in the middle Does it even really matter anyway The sun comes up tomorrow, we'll make our getaway Still I feel like I should pay for my mistakes But I can't help but wonder, is there any other way Getting old about a minute, soon found out Candy tastes sweet with blood in your mouth now And they take too much, they take too little Riding shotgun with the devil in the middle now