Devotee (Upgraded)

You see my thing is to bang The broken-hearted man right out of my head Forget my empty-chested tears on her pillow Make a last move and make her a widow But I won't be going down below Dial the digits of that evil cell phone Push past the clones in their comfort zones To the final party of these broken bones Big lights, bright city Small minds, feeling pretty Small winner, big sinner Dead city, pull the trigger (All) night (night) night (long) long Night, night long She took me round back, showed me her rack I'm looking for something else but it ain't for lack She hiked up her dress, I said "You got it all wrong" I want to pull this trigger (while I sing a sad song) The gun looked heavy in her trembling hand She bit her lip and she tried to understand Craziest date she had yet today A John in a suit asking to be blown away Big lights, bright city Small minds, feeling pretty Small winner, big sinner Dead city, pull the trigger (All) night (night) night (long) long Night, night long Go! Just wake up! I know I'm part of the sickness But I'm too sick to get well So it comes to you I'm an easy sell If we can't be together Then we'll go down together Sincerely, your devotee So tell me what the hustle is I thought I'd seen it all in this fucked up biz Her words hung cloaked in a Southern drawl She wanted a story so I told it all She looked like she heard it a million times The loving husbands and their cheating wives She looked down the sight, I knew she wouldn't miss She closed one eye and blew me a kiss Big lights, bright city Small minds, feeling pretty Small winner, big sinner Dead city, pull the trigger (All) night (night) night (long) long All night long Yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! Just wake up! I know I'm part of the sickness But I'm too sick to get well So it comes to you I'm an easy sell If we can't live together Then we'll go down together Sincerely, your devotee