It's gonna be a long ride.
Of course, you could go with the Devil instead,
I hear he has plenty of room with him.
The things you hear are no worse than the things you see
And you're not who everyone expects you to be,
And all the people who you've strived to ignore,
Well they're knocking on your front door.
Begging you to let them in
Because they've screwed up and need help
Just remember, there's always room with the Devil
It's not too late to join him now,
You've got the looks
You've read the books,
Might as well sell your soul.
You'll fit right in.