Playin' Chicken With The Devil

I've been listening to a ton of Gary Alan this week and this popped into my head. The hook was a line I wrote for a co-write, but he didn't seem too thrilled about it, so I'm using it here. Maybe we'll dig it out again sometime and rewrite it. I don't know, we shall see. If he doesn't want it, I might put music to it myself.

Playing Chicken With the Devil

© 2011 Chelsey Sears

It's like going all in
When you know the deck is stacked
It's like treading the water
Despite the red flags
It's like playin with fire
You know you'll wind up burnt
Yeah darlin' you're like the lessons
I was too stubborn to learn

Like slapping the bull when he's wide awake
Like crossing a bridge that's bound to break
Like killing the headlights, when the pedal 's to the metal
Yeah lovin you, 's like playing chicken with the devil

It's like a drawn out game
Of Russian roulette
You know what's comin'
It just hasn't hit you yet
Like a coal black thunderstorm
That's pickin' up speed
You know you should run and hide
But you wanna feel the breeze

Like slapping the bull when he's wide away
Like crossing a bridge that's bound to break
It's like killin' the headlights when the pedal 's to the metal
Yeah lovin' you 's like playin' chicken with the devil

It's like prayin' that tomorrow
Will never come
Because you know that
When it does
You'll be broken like never before
But tonight you can't help
but beg for more

It's like slapping the bull when he's wide awake
It's like crossin' a bridge that is bound to break
It's like killin' the headlight, when the pedal 's to the metal
Yeah lovin' you 's like playin' chicken with the devil
Playin' chicken with the devil
Yeah lovin' you 's like playin' chicken with the devil