Holding on to Hell

You're selling broken hearts

Still I feel, I feel you moving on

And I can't cope, I feel my body burn

I feel it cold, come over you

Oh, open me baby

Something in the way

There's something in the way that you move

A little crazy

Something in the way

There's something in the way that you move

Beaten and broken

Rolling in the way that we know

Eight years the time

Feeling like a holy poser on a wrecking ball

Heal, I'll heal you're broken parts

I want you to love, I want you to love me well

But I can't give, I cannot give you all

I cannot give you all, no

Oh, open me baby

Something in the way

There's something in the way that you move

A little crazy

Something in the way

Holding on the records of hell

That doesn't taste good

Dizzy by the daises, dizzy by the daises you know

Holding my hand out

Something in the way

There's something in the way that you move

Oh, I'll sit and die

Awaiting to indulge in breaking bones

How high is the ways to grow indulgence?

How high is the sway to indulge in you more?

Oh, baby, something in the way

There's something in the way that you move

Oh, baby, holding on to hell

I'm holding onto hell as we go

Oh, baby, holding on to hell

I'm holding onto hell as we go

Oh, baby, holding on to hell

I'm holding onto hell as we go

Oh, baby, holding on to hell

I'm holding onto hell as we go