and she said...

choices.

i keep a bottle underneath my seat
for when i need to feel ok
i don't remember all the choices that i made last night
so it's not my fault.

that shit belongs in hell...
love is from heaven.

we disagreed so many, many years ago
but i remember everything you said
why should i forgive you for the choices that you made
i'll hold this grudge...i like it.

that shit belongs in hell...
love is from heaven.

you want to hurt her - make her feel your majesty
you want to make her what you need
why should you be subject to the choices that she makes?
she likes it.

that shit belongs in hell...
love is from heaven.

that shit belongs in hell...
love is from heaven.

that shit belongs in hell...
love is from heaven.

that shit belongs in hell...
love is from heaven.

that shit belongs in hell...
love is from heaven.

that shit belongs in hell...
love is from heaven.

that shit belongs in hell...
love is from heaven.

love is from heaven.
(we bring it here)
love is from heaven.
(we bring it here)
love is from heaven.
love is from heaven.
love is from heaven.
love is from heaven.
love is from heaven.

- jt.