Lyrics HELL REPLIED - Grey

Too much of anything is bad for you
I wish I knew that ′bout a month or two ago
We made our bed but it's not made for two
Video game that you know you lose
I know it′s true, but

I feel six-feet underneath the ground
Dig my own grave to get me out
I'm haunted by her every night
She's heaven-sent, but hell replied

She′s a bouquet of barbed wire
Yellow Lambo with the flat tire
Like cocaine to a high flier
Such a bad girl but what a good liar
Like a tattoo that starts fading
Hollywood star but she knows she′s faking
First bullet in a ceasefire
Such a bad girl but what a good liar

What, what a good liar

If she's the crime then you can lock me up
Throw away the key ′cause I don't give a fuck no more
I′ll do my time then she'll get back in touch
It all makes sense but I′m so confused
I know it's true, but

I feel six-feet underneath the ground
Dig my own grave to get me out
I'm haunted by her every night
She′s heaven-sent, but hell replied

She′s a bouquet of barbed wire
Yellow Lambo with the flat tire
Like cocaine to a high flier
Such a bad girl but what a good liar
Like a tattoo that starts fading
Hollywood star but she knows she's faking
First bullet in a ceasefire
Such a bad girl but what a good liar

What, what a good liar

What, what a good liar

I feel six feet underneath the ground
Dig my own grave to get me out
I′m haunted by her every night
She's heaven-sent but hell replied