Introspect

I wake up beside you, tired and alone

Heat of the moment

Well this used to feel like home

Shouldn't have stayed here

Here in your bed

Leftover feelings raised from the dead

Is this heaven or is this hell

I'm too tired to think

Yeah, I'm too tired to tell

Is this is heaven or is this hell

I'm too tired to think

Yeah, I'm too tired to tell

You talk of green on grass

You had a way

But I can tell when you're lying, baby

Your lips move again

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

I'm too tired to think

Yeah, I'm too tired to tell

Is this heaven or is this hell

I'm too tired to think

Yeah, I'm too drunk, too drunk to tell

Is this heaven or is this hell

I'm too tired to think

Yeah, I'm too tired to tell

Is this heaven or is this hell

I'm too tired to think

Yeah, I'm too drunk, too drunk to tell