The devil that you know
is better
than the one you don't
and so it goes
Like lonely ghosts
at a roadside cross
we stay because
we don't know where else
to go
The places are old haunts
won't miss us when we're gone.
we can never move on
So like lonely ghosts
at a roadside cross
we stay...
The devil that you know
is better than the one you don't
Like lonely ghosts
at a roadside cross
we stay because
we don't know where else
to go
We stay because
we don't know where else
to go
