I have always been the liar
Dancing with the devil
Pretending I am the happy one
Picking fights with angels
She has always been the fake
Heaven is not a kingdom made of clouds
Her tears are made of glass
Playing hide and seek with the shadows
My heart wonders why it is beating
Wanting to live forever
She is my reason
Sometimes the gates of Hell are visible
I want to be the explorer
Mapping the curves of her skin
I know I do not want Heaven
The place of sinners is where I belong
I may die a sinner
She will die a saint
Hand in hand we stumble blindly
Wondering in this new place
Is it Heaven
Where the listeners go
Is it Hell
Where the thinkers go
A palace in the sky
Or a fiery pit
Hold my hand
Kiss my lips
