Before the Devil Knows

Silence, my pet, you’re gonna miss me when I’m gone
Cause this thing, we done, well every midnight meets its dawn
There’s blood upon the moon tonight
And one fool, still trying to turn the wrong to right
So with hat in hand
I’ll accept my fate eppur si muove
Gotta make something of myself before the devil knows I’m dead
Gotta take something for myself before the devil knows I’m dead
Please help me out, before the lights go out

Who knows what goes a walkin’ round your woods at night?
Ain’t nobody gonna get to you
Strong arms, and a little bit of attitude
With a patient hand
I release my grip on that which birthed this
Gotta make something of myself before the devil knows I’m dead
Gotta take something for myself before the devil knows I’m dead
Please help me out
Though unfair, that’s life
When the crowd wants blood you will oblige
One sentence, to the stocks
Here’s your pound of flesh now run along
Gotta make something of myself before the devil knows I’m dead
Gotta take something for myself before the devil knows I’m dead
Please help me out, before the lights go out