Demons

Sometimes they're in a bottle,

Sometimes a pair of high-heel shoes,

Some come rolled in paper

Some have six strings and only play the blues

Once you've met the devil

There ain't no way he'll let you be

When I'm not chasing demons,

There's demons chasing me

Skeletons in closets

Ghosts underneath the bed

They hide out in pictures

And words better left unsaid

They hang around like perfume

And haunt me like an ancient melody

When I'm not chasing demons,

There's demons chasing me

There's things that I can't leave alone

'Cause they won't leave me alone

What I want ain't what I need

Still I reach for the things I crave

Then try to run away

Am I afraid of being free

'Cause when I'm not chasing demons

There's demons chasing me

So roll one up and light it

Pick up my old guitar

I'm playing crossroads

Drinking whiskey from a mason jar

Heartache at my front door

Says she needs my company

When I'm not chasing demons

There's demons chasing me

There's things that I can't leave alone

'Cause they won't leave me alone

What I want ain't what I need

Still I reach for the things I crave

Then try to run away

Am I afraid of being free

'Cause when I'm not chasing demons

There's demons chasing me

When I'm not chasing demons

There's demons chasing me

Demons chasing me ...