It's unfortunate that when we feel a storm

we can roll ourselves over 'cause we're uncomfortable

oh where the devil makes us sin

but we like it when we're spinning in his grip.

It's unfortunate that when we feel a storm

we can roll ourselves over when we're uncomfortable

oh well the devil makes us sin

but we like it when we're spinning in his grip.

Love is like a sin my lovelest

For the one that feels it the most

Look at her with a smile like a flame

She will love you like a fly will never love you, again