I called up hell and checked on a room
Spoke to the devil said I'd be there real soon
Cause I'm slowly dying over someone I miss
So I called up hell because it's better than this
You see I live in a bottle down deep in the hole
But she's got my heart Lord I don't need my soul
And I burn with a fever from our very last kiss
So I called up hell because it's better than this
It's better than drinking till I fade to black
And waking up screaming cause she ain't coming back
I can't get no relief because the pain just gets bigger
And if I had any guts I'd just pull the trigger
Oh yeah...
It's better than drinking till I fade to black
And waking up screaming cause she ain't coming back
I can't get no relief because the pain just gets bigger
And if I had any guts I'd just pull the trigger
So I called up hell and checked on a room
Spoke to the devil said I'd be there real soon
