You used to think I was something special
I know you haven't thought that in a while
You liked the company of my inner devil, '
Cause my inner devil could make you smile
Like an angel on some stained glass
Not some relic from the recent past
With your pale breasts, and your fresh wound
And your eyes to heaven with your hands bound
I thought you'd find me when you weren't looking
In truth, you'd have to be there to look around
How come the honeysuckle isn't sucking?
And I got a bee sting walking barefoot on the ground
Did our grass bed become a mud bath?
A dirty boy, dirty girl, having a dirty laugh
I saw you coming
I had you covered
You slept beside me, till you discovered
That we are heaven, heaven, and hell
Heaven, heaven and hell
Picnic table and a china cup
We had an air bag, that was all our stuff
Now it's room 64 at the Chateau
Ask the front desk, where does young love go?
Is it to heaven or to hell?
Is it to heaven, heaven or hell?
Baby, we're heaven, heaven and hell
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