Check mate

Do you ever see the devil dance the continental swing?
ripped my heart from my chest
Says he wont be back again

Wingtipped son of a gun
Backflipped off the couch
after too much stout
black as dart board's cloud lining
black as shoe shining

Falling on the checkered floor
Lock the front and back door
Keep your head under covers
Counting rosary beads and lovers
Hes coming to get you
He has all the moves
all the moves

I shouldnt play this game of chess
All in the name of tenderness
Roll the dice
Slam the jar
crash the next whiskey bar

I wanna see some fire
Show me behind the mask

Kicked it off to show him
With a heel that stops a nation

You keep on reeling
on and on and on

There s a dream that wakes you in the night and you feel that you are in it
Theres an end to this story but you dont feel you can begin it

I wont forget my heart
I wont forget what i am
Let it wash over me again

I have seen a fake. A carbon cutout. A counterfiet dollar bill in my hand.
The urge to see the real is getting bigger, bigger, indelibly bigger.

I take a bath in my marble ship
Swing the water with my hips

Dropped in a torrent ocean
I remember how to swim

Praying for the devil to take me there again

I wont forget my heart
I wont forget what I am
Let it wash over me again