Hell
Wallace.You're an obscure and tired kinda person
You like smoke cigarette and drunk on car
You like to contemplate hell
But when you start to daydream
Your mind turns straight to me
Oh oh oh!
Sometimes I look at you and I look into your eyes
I notice the way you think about me with a smile
Curved lips you just can't disguise
But you think it's hell making your life worthwhile
Why is it so hard for you to decide which you love more?
Hell or
Me?
You like to use words like I hate you and I love you
You like to use words about hell
But when you stop your talking
Your mind turns straight to me
Oh oh oh!
Sometimes I look at you and I look into your eyes
I notice the way you think about me with a smile
Curved lips you just can't disguise
But you think it's hell making your life worthwhile
Why is it so hard for you to decide which you love more?
Hell or
Me?
You like to hang out with me and Satan
But when left alone
Your mind turns straight to me
Oh oh oh!
Sometimes I look at you and I look into your eyes
I notice the way you think about me with a smile
Curved lips you just can't disguise
But you think it's hell making your life worthwhile
Why is it so hard for you to decide which you love more?
Hell or
Me?
You hate me and God
But you just think back to me
And you're happy once again
Oh oh oh!