going to hell...

father did you miss me?

don't ask me where i've been,

you know i know,

yes, i've been told,

i redefine a sin.

i don't know what's driving me,

to put this in my head,

maybe i wish i could die,

maybe i am dead.

for the ways that i hurt,

while i'm hiking on my skirt,

i am sitting on my throne,

while they're buried in the dirt.

for the man that i hate,

i'm going to hell!

gettin' heavy with the devil, 

you can hear the wedding bells...

for the way i condescend,

never lend a hand,

my arrogance is making this head,

burried in the sand.

for the souls i forsake,

i'm going to hell!

gettin' heavy with the devil, 

you can hear the wedding bells...