No Good

They say heaven is a place where you don't make a sound So drag me back to hell where the living is loud Cause I've been out of range, calling angels with fire Screaming make some fucking music as I ride on through the night I'm no good (Ooooh) I'm no good I'm no good Once betrayed now I'm laid back I don't make a sound With rage that I've paved when my head hit the ground Ashamed how I laid down afraid to call out As he itched his trigger finger painting faces in the crowd I'm no good (Ooooh) I'm no good I'm no good I sold my sold to the devil and he gave me a guitar I sold my sold to the devil in exchange to take me far I sold my sold to the devil and he gave me a guitar to play rock n roll I sold my sold to the devil and he gave me a guitar I sold my sold to the devil in exchange to take me far I sold my sold to the devil and he gave me a guitar to play rock n roll