Dear Devil, I've Got Trouble For You

I would sell my soul to the devil for you I would cut my skin my own skin off with a pair of scissors for you I would change every Goddamn piece of me for you Just for you to look at me the way that I look at you Just for you to like me too If only you knew All of the nights I cried over you You left me shattered and bruised Fool me ten times and I still trust you I will always have a soft spot for you Your trouble Such trouble Your trouble Such trouble