Been running on empty for too long now   Cause no one tends to love a broken face like mine   A bent mind, tattered clothes,   And I'm not ok   So I'll go to those crossroads,   And I'll sell my worthless soul,   Make a man of this clown and rip the joker out of me      Came the money, came the friends   Came the sorrow   Came the thoughts of regret and death   No love and no hate,   No I'm just a shell   And they don't understand what i mean   When I say I paid the fee   So keep the Lord to you   And leave the devil to me      Been running on empty for too long now   Death's moving   And it don't take no stops   Scared to death, scared to death, scared to death   Of what I've become   I let Satan inside of me   Now I'm dammed for eternity   And he'll come for you next   So stay the hell away from me      And he'll pick you up   Just to let you down again   Make you more like a clown   And make you less like a man