Up the Devil's Pay

I'm gonna tend a bad fire until you come around
 I'd sing you real live love songs
 If I could get the feeling down
 I want to make you happy but the devil's out my way
 So I'll just pack up everything
 Roll it out and up the devil's pay
 I want to cause a bad scene but I gotta change my ways
 I want to hear your sound again
 I want to see you 'round someday
 I want to make you happy but the devil's out my way
 So I'll just pack up everything
 Roll it out and up the devil's pay
 And there seems no way to comfort me
 To take me from this station where I'm at
 'cause the things I love are leaving me
 and it's taking every single piece
 it's a grade-A mess and it's cutting teeth
 it's a big black wind that's blowing back of me
 I'm gonna roll up everything into a big red sun
 boil til the room's insane
 wave my rattles on and on
 I want to make you happy but the devil's out my way
 So I'll just pack up everything
 Roll it out and up the devil's pay