As you step back in line with all the rest I recall the time you thought we were the best As you kiss the hand of the one who feeds your flame Your voice fades across the ocean of deceit and pain You can't burn the devil or compete with him You don't play with fire and hope to win You can't burn the devil or compete with sin The line that you walk is extremely thin You don't have the power to pull us apart You don't have a contract with our hearts The voice of pain once said to me don't believe what you see or hear As soon as you see the lamb, you know that the wolf is near You can't burn the devil...don't mess with me