Meet Me in Montauk

I might be the devil For loving you Oh, jean I know you think That it's your fault I know you think That I am wrong I don't even care That you left me 'Cause I know That you're alone After the war We feel empty And free After it all went down I can't remember how to sleep Without you Am I stupid to wonder If I'll ever See your face again? Everything is cyclical Everything is cyclical Everything is cyclical Everything is cyclical Everything is cyclical Everything is cyclical Everything is cyclical Everything is cyclical