Lyrics

She wants a place in heaven But she cannot face the truth She lives on a rope of self-pity It only requires a noose Why are the ones so afraid to live Much more afraid to die? It's as easy to imagine laughing When you really hear a cry And they sound the same In hell, they sound the same You want a place in heaven Maybe you're already there Life's what you make it, stop whining baby Love comes to those who care There must be children in heaven Ones who know nothing from hate Three year-old leaders of all colors I'd feel safer with them in control, control, control, control Three year-olds in control We all want a place in heaven Suites of that level are few Let's not be lazy, there's no room service It's all up to me and you Let's not be lazy, there's no room service It's all up to me and you