Текст песни Down Here In Hell - Van Hunt

I really love it when,
I love it when we make mistakes.
Because once again,
It gives me a reason to complain,
I love the battled lines,
The battled lines we draw when crossin the mud
Ou I love it when we fight,
Standing on the verg of breaking up or making love
(Verse 1)

What would i do if we were perfect,
Where would i go for disopointment.
Love without pain would leave me wonderin why i stayed.
(Chrous 1)

I think of saving myself,
But with nothing to complain about up in heaven,
What will i do
I think of saving myself,
But i really wanta work it out
Down here in hell with you
(Hook)

See I wanta make you feel the fire,
While i burn you with my bad days,
Ou wanta be unsatisfied, (sure)
You can fell the heat comin from me... baby.
(Verse 2)

What would i do if we were perfect,
Where would i go for disopointment,
Words without hate would leave me nothin else to say.
(Chrous 2)

I think of saving myself,
But with nothing to complain about in heaven,
What will i do
I think of saving myself,
But i really wanta work it out
Down here in hell with you
(Hook)

I think of saving myself,
But with nothing to complain about up in heaven,
I think of saving myself,
But i really wanta work it out
Down here in hell with you
(Hook)

Down here in hell with you
(Repeat 4)