It's the way each day always drains the best in me, Knowing this is all my destiny. It's the way each thing I do turns to a bad bet, Knowing there's more & this is all I get. It's the way I live for my coffee & they never can make it right, The way I hear myself crying at night, that
refrain: I believe in hell. There's one scare I'm sure on. Don't ask how I can tell, I live there, you moron. So I believe in hell, & all it's fiends. At least it means, Just like the Bible tells, God let'ere be, There'd better be, A heaven somewhere as well!
I believe in hell we'll go on living in our private padded cell, I bet the coffee sucks down there as well. I believe hell's made of darkness & love's the only key. Will there be a light that shines for me? I believe I can't be good enough to ever make it off my knees, Oh, God forgive me please!