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you were in bed, instead you're in HELL! Hell isn't good, no, hell isn't good, yeah! Hell isn't good, no, hell isn't good, yeah! Adolf Hitler: Something
hot as hell) He ate my heart (I love that girl) He ate my heart (Wanna talk to her, she's hot as hell) He licked his lips, said to me Girl, you look good
're no competition Let them hoes fight Comin' at me, guns are a blazin' Let them hoes fight I could stomp your face in I was looking hella good When
'm George Jones Smoke rolling out the window An ice cold beer sitting in the console Memory lane up in the headlights Has got me reminiscing on them good
you What the hell was I supposed to do? I know you ain't getting this type of dick from that local dude And if you are, I hope you have a good time '
God, he made it hard to keep a straight face I got 'em on his knees, telling me how good it taste You bitches hella fake, I'm getting hella cake Like
Hyde's Evil... Would forever kill the good that I had meant... Am I a good man? Am I a mad man? Its such a fine line between a good man and a... [Hyde
you love me, if you hate me You can't save me, baby, baby All my life I've been good but now Whoa, what the hell? What What What What the hell? So
believe his promises His forbidden fruit Sure will turn out bitter-sweet It won't do no good We were so close to heaven But now we're close to hell
hot mess, I'm lovin' it, hell yes (Hell yes) Hot mess, I'm lovin' it, hell yes (Hell yes) Hot mess, I'm lovin' it, hell yes, ooh
Look what this girl done did to me she done cut me off from her good good love. she told me that those days were gone ( gone, gone, gone) now I'm sitting
, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah Life's too short to be sittin' 'round miserable People gon' talk whether you doing bad or good
Welcome to the end of everything that haunts me Somehow I pretend all was meant to be I am not the saint here, never the good son Hell has taken over
turn around and go apologize I don't wanna lose what I've got But you'll never hear me say I'm sorry No, I don't owe anything To hell with 'I'm sorry
car tires Bad girls and good liars, the dreams we'd conspire The days we went crazy, the nights wild and hazy Man, how in the hell did we get here?
down the hall I got home and told my Mom how my day went She said, "If they were laughing you don't need the, "Cause they're not good friends" For
hell is on your mind I could be dumb but I'm not blind There's somethin leakin in your mind Don't look to good for you and me, always gettin' weak That