She's sitting in an alleyway
smoking on her cigarettes
holding onto hurricanes and living with regret.
22 memories, all of which she wants to keep,
but the devil in the details won't let it be.
Breathe in slow, sometimes you've gotta let it go,
and darlin' you've got to be
stronger than your weary eyes and even he can see
when the devil in the details won't let it be.
He's drinking by the river bed, wishing that he never met
the dram of whiskey and that he never left.
Too many apologies, for the kids he hasn't seen,
cause the devil in the details won't let it be.
Breathe in slow, sometimes you've gotta let it go,
and darlin' you've got to be
stronger than your weary eyes and even he can see
when the devil in the details won't let it be.
Breathe in slow, sometimes you've gotta let it go,
and darlin' you've got to be
stronger than your weary eyes and even he can see
when the devil in the details won't let it be,
when the devil in the details won't let it be.

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