Devil on My Shoulder

(Hell of an angel, hell of an angel)
(Hell of an angel, hell of an angel)

I walked a straight line, I did the right things
I went to work, went to church, did the time thing
Slept in my own bed, didn't have no long nights
I hadn't let him in my head for a long time

He started whispering, I started listening
Damn, he started making sense

So I drove my truck out of gas, I drank the bar out of beer
Emptied my pocket of cash tryna make you disappear
I found a new pair of blues, thought they'd put you in the past
Everything he told me to do, girl, it ain't doing jack
God made a hell of an angel when He made you
Even the devil on my shoulder don't know what to do

(Hell of an angel, hell of an angel)

If you had a different smile, if you had a different kiss
If you were anybody else, then I could forget
The way you said my name, the way you pulled me close
It shouldn't be this hard for me to try to let you go

'Cause I drove my truck out of gas, I drank the bar out of beer
Emptied my pocket of cash tryna make you disappear
I found a new pair of blues, thought they'd put you in the past
Everything he told me to do, girl, it ain't doing jack
God made a hell of an angel when He made you
Even the devil on my shoulder don't know what to do

So I drove my truck out of gas, I drank the bar out of beer
Emptied my pocket of cash tryna make you disappear
I found a new pair of blues, thought they'd put you in the past
Everything he told me to do, girl, it ain't doing jack
God made a hell of an angel when He made you
Even the devil on my shoulder don't know what to do

Hell of an angel, hell of an angel
Hell of an angel, hell of an angel

(Hell of an angel, hell of an angel)
(Hell of an angel, hell of an angel)



Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Fishman, Rocky Block, Dylan James Marlowe, Beau Bailey
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