"The devil made me do it" is a cliched excuse for sin. So cliché, in fact, that it is one of the first excuses we ever gave God (Genesis 3:13). But here's a question to ask: If the devil made you do it, who made him do it?
The devil is like us in as many ways as we are like him. He has desires that go against the will of God, and whenever it is within his ability, he will act on those desires. In the same way, James tells us that we are tempted when we are drawn away by our own desires (James 1:13-14). This is the centre of our troubles. The devil cannot make you do anything unless you give him your full consent.
Let's go back to the garden, but an alternate timeline. In this version of reality, the command remains the same: You may eat from any tree in the garden, but you shall not eat from the tree of knowledge, for in the day you eat of it, you shall die. So along comes this spindly little snake, and he speaks to Eve, just as before. But instead of the tree of knowledge, the snake poos on the ground, and he offers that to her. What do you imagine her response would be?
Switch Eve in the garden with yourself in the modern day. Would you eat Satan's turd? The obvious answer is no. Very few people would have any inclination to eat poo. But what of the fruit? Well, Satan tricked Eve into eating it by increasing her desire for it, and convincing her that God merely wanted to withhold that from her for his own selfish reasons. So, she ate.
In much the same way, we continue to act upon our desires as if God's will is A: less important than ours, and B: not in our best interests. But do we need Satan for that? Satan himself is proof we do not, for the thought he transferred to Eve is the thought he had himself on the day he fell. Just as he told Eve "ye shall be as gods" (Genesis 3:5), he himself once thought "I will ascend above the heights of the clouds; I will be like the most High." (Isaiah 14:14).
The devil made you do it right? Then who made him do it? The only one with the right to claim "the devil made me do it" is the devil. But even if the devil himself is personally sitting beside you, whispering terrible temptations in your ear, you cannot say "the devil made me do it". You have to say "the Chloe made me do it", or "the Jay made me do it", or "the Theresa made me do it", or "the Harry made me do it", or "the Susan made me do it", or "the Brian made me do it". Whatever your name is, Bob, Jack, Grace, Claudia, Clyde, Sally, you are the one who committed your sins. And you committed them because you wanted to. Even if it's not a sin you wanted to commit, you wanted a result you believed your sin would achieve. And so you sinned. You sinned. Not the devil. So take responsibility, then repent. No excuses, only the truth: "Lord, have mercy on me, a sinner." For Scripture tells us "If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness." (1 John 1:9). So why the silly clichés? Why the childish excuses? Confess and repent, and that will allow you to reap the rewards.