The Pretty Reckless

Going To Hell

The Pretty Reckless

Going To Hell


Don't bless me Father for I have sinned

Father, did you miss me?
I've been locked up a while
I got caught for what I did
But took it all in style

Laid to rest all my confessions
I gave way back when
But 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
For the love that I make, I'm going to hell
Getting heavy with the devil
You can hear the wedding bells

Father, did you miss me?
Don't ask me where I've been
You know I know, yes I've been told
I redefine 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
For the ways that I hurt, while I'm hiking up my skirt
I am sitting on a throne
While they're buried in the dirt
For the man that I hate, I'm going to hell
Getting heavy with the devil
You can hear the wedding bells

Please, forgive me Father
I didn't mean to bother you
The devil's in me, Father
He's inside of everything I do

For the life that I take, I'm going to hell
For the laws that I break, I'm going to hell
For the love that I hate, I'm going to hell
For the lies that I make, I'm going to hell

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

Getting married to the devil
You can hear the wedding bells

Compositores: Benjamin T Phillips, Taylor Michel Momsen
ECAD: Obra #12061699 Fonograma #5983369

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