I won't let you use me like the other girl hanging on your arm
Yeah, I saw you last night singing to that other girl with your guitar
the way you gazed into her eyes is just like all the other times
you used me like before like a devil at my door

Yeah, and I know it's my own **** fault when I met you in New York
I was taken by your charm but it's the weapon you use to harm
I've seen the damage that you've done n' I just won't be another one
who's been used just like a rag/then your small ego has to brag
you're just a devil that's been at my door n' I don't know you anymore

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Devil at my door /don't ever come 'round me no more
cause I'll take you down, down, down
if you ever come 'round 'round 'round
I won't be the other girl hanging on your arm
n' all your devil charms don't work no more
I see the devil in all your lies
when I look into your devil eyes