I wake up beside you, tired and alone
Well this used to feel like home
Shouldn't have stayed here
Leftover feelings raised from the dead
Is this heaven or is this hell
Yeah, I'm too tired to tell
Is this is heaven or is this hell
Yeah, I'm too tired to tell
You talk of green on grass
But I can tell when you're lying, baby
I may be lost here, here in your eyes
But these scars on my heart
Well they keep me in line
Is this heaven or is this hell
Yeah, I'm too tired to tell
Is this heaven or is this hell
Yeah, I'm too drunk, too drunk to tell
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Yeah, I'm too tired to tell
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