Lyrics Before the Devil Knows - Skittish

Silence, my pet
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone
Gone, gone

'Cause this thing, we done
Well every midnight meets its dawn
Dawn, dawn

There's blood up on the moon tonight
One fool still trying to turn the wrong to right
So with hat in hand
I'll accept my fate, eppur si muove

Gotta make something of myself
Before the devil knows I'm dead
Devil knows I'm dead, Devil knows
Gotta take something for myself
Before the devil knows I'm dead
Devil knows I'm dead, Devil knows
Please help me out

Before the lights go out

And who knows what goes
A-walkin' round your woods at night
Night, right

Ain't nobody gonna get to you
Strong arms and a little bit of attitude
With a patient hand
I release my grip on that which birthed this

Gotta make something of myself
Before the devil knows I'm dead
Devil knows I'm dead, Devil knows
Gotta take something for myself
Before the devil knows I'm dead
Devil knows I'm dead, Devil knows
Please help me out

Though unfair, that's life
When the crowd wants blood, you will oblige
One sentence, to the stocks
Here's your pound of flesh, now run along

Though unfair, that's life
When the crowd wants blood, you will oblige
One sentence, to the stocks
Here's your pound of flesh, now run along

Gotta make something of myself
Before the devil knows I'm dead
Devil knows I'm dead, Devil knows
Gotta take something for myself
Before the devil knows I'm dead
Devil knows I'm dead, Devil knows
Please help me out

Before the lights go out