Blood Red Hand

I crawled on my hands and knees
Just to keep it all intact
Everyone took something from me
And gave nothing back
Well the devil was in my eyes
Holding his hand out to me
He was everything that I despised
Trying to cut a deal

Come on I’m halfway there
Won’t you meet me in the middle?
If we keep going around again
You can meet in the middle

I looked at his blood red hand
And tried to turn away
But the more I tried and tried
The harder it became
He looked me in the eyes
And I saw through his cheap tricks
But everything that I desired
Was in his grip

Come on I’m halfway there
Won’t you meet me in the middle?
If we keep going around again
You can meet in the middle