I went back again , just to be slapped on the face .
I made myself worthless again for my filthy self ,
I know I deserve better but just can't escape
I always go back to the devils place .
Crying won't do any good but it lightens my heart a bit,
I'm so stuck with him Maybe he needs some space.
Anyway I always return, where I'm treated as trash.
I'm so much more but I just can't start fresh.
His captivating eyes have my heart and soul captured,
Without them I just can't escape.
No matter what,
I always go back to devils place.
