Testo di Hell Replied

Too much of anything is bad for you I wish I knew that 'bout a month or two ago We made our bed but it's not made for two Video game that you know you lose I know it's true, but I feel six-feet underneath the ground Dig my own grave to get me out I'm haunted by her every night She's heaven-sent, but hell replied She's a bouquet of barbed wire Yellow Lambo with the flat tire Like cocaine to a high flier Such a bad girl but what a good liar Like a tattoo that starts fading Hollywood star but she knows she's faking First bullet in a ceasefire Such a bad girl but what a good liar What, what a good liar If she's the crime then you can lock me up Throw away the key 'cause I don't give a fuck no more I'll do my time then she'll get back in touch It all makes sense but I'm so confused I know it's true, but I feel six-feet underneath the ground Dig my own grave to get me out I'm haunted by her every night She's heaven-sent, but hell replied She's a bouquet of barbed wire Yellow Lambo with the flat tire Like cocaine to a high flier Such a bad girl but what a good liar Like a tattoo that starts fading Hollywood star but she knows she's faking First bullet in a ceasefire Such a bad girl but what a good liar What, what a good liar What, what a good liar I feel six feet underneath the ground Dig my own grave to get me out I'm haunted by her every night She's heaven-sent but hell replied