Murder By Death - The devil drives

^GLately, Late^Bly ^EmWe haven't b^Geen at o^Bur best ^GBut maybe, ^Bmaybe ^EmWe had it coming for a ^Glong ti^Bme ^CEverybody knows that life is like ^Ga dancer's piro^Buette ^CWith grace we dodge each conflict a^Gnd decision tha^Bt we've made ^CEverybody tells themselves that th^Gey must be jus^Btified ^CThey do what they do because they'^Gre trying to ^Bget by

^GMaybe , Ma^Bybe we^Em all ar^Ge selfis^Bh ^GBut maybe,^B maybe ^Em it isn^G't over ^Byet

^CEverybody knows that love is l^Gike a prair^Bie fire ^CIt sweeps across the fields, c^Gonsuming it^B all ^CEverybody knows, that love can^G never fade^B nor flicker ^CThat it's pure as t^Bhe air we breathe ^CWe've made mistakes t^Bhat we can't change ^GBut there's still time to start aga^Amin (repeat)