Текст песни Going to Hell (acoustic) - The Pretty Reckless

Father did you miss me, for I was locked up a while
I got caught for what I did, but took it all in style
I laid to rest all my confessions I gave way back when
Now I'm versed in so much worse so I am back again
And he said

For the lines that I take, I'm going to hell
And for the love that I make, I'm going to hell
And for the ways that I hurt, when I'm hiking up my skirt
I'm sitting on a throne while they're buried in the dirt
For the man that I hate, I'm going to hell

Father did you miss me, don't ask me where I've been
You know I know, yes I've been told, I redefine a sin
And I don't know what's driving me to put this in my head
Maybe I wish I could die, maybe I am dead
And he said

For the lives that I fake, I'm going to hell
For the vows that I break, I'm going to hell
And for the way I condescend, and never lend a hand
My arrogance is making this head buried in the sand
For the souls I forsake, I'm going to hell

Married to the devil, you can hear the wedding bells
Thank you