Beauty Through the Devil's Door

I grew tired before the weekend
Maybe I grew too
If tomorrow seems too late then
Monday seems blue

Give into me
Give into me
Give into me

Well, beauty walks through the devils door
If you don't see her first
Then it might feel like the worst
'Cause she doesn't exist

Aren't you tired of waiting?

I grew tired of waiting
Maybe that's just it
When tomorrow sees us again
We'll be good at it

Give into me
Give into me
Give into me

Well, beauty walks through the devils door
If you don't see nothing more
If you don't stand and feel my love
Well, I can't hear your call

Aren't you tired of waiting?

Well, I walked through the door
Something more than beauty's lure
I look at you and see us first
I say, give into me

Well, when I see you standing there
Silver light and wild hair
I won't wait, but say
Give into me
Give into me