Introspect

I wake up beside you, tired and alone
 Heat of the moment
 Well this used to feel like home
 Shouldn't have stayed here
 Here in your bed
 Leftover feelings raised from the dead
 Is this heaven or is this hell
 I'm too tired to think
 Yeah, I'm too tired to tell
 Is this is heaven or is this hell
 I'm too tired to think
 Yeah, I'm too tired to tell
 You talk of green on grass
 You had a way
 But I can tell when you're lying, baby
 Your lips move again
 I may be lost here, here in your eyes
 But these scars on my heart
 Well they keep me in line
 Is this heaven or is this hell
 I'm too tired to think
 Yeah, I'm too tired to tell
 Is this heaven or is this hell
 I'm too tired to think
 Yeah, I'm too drunk, too drunk to tell
 Is this heaven or is this hell
 I'm too tired to think
 Yeah, I'm too tired to tell
 Is this heaven or is this hell
 I'm too tired to think
 Yeah, I'm too drunk, too drunk to tell