Heaven
It might be heaven
If you loved me without all the loopholes
Spell out the letters
But I'm reading them back just for you
I don't know why I do
It might be heaven
If the knife in my arm didn't pin me
We're in my bedroom
But this feels like the last time you'll win
Things end where they begin
I don't wanna think about it anymore, it's useless
Baby, you already know, the truth is we're through it
Lock the door behind you
Something awful, it's your blueprint
Everything in flames, you're killing cupid
It might be heaven
In a fever dream, nothing's what it seems
It's getting reckless
Playing make-believe, ripping at the seams
Don't try and tell me it's heavenly
Better be, sure you don't want this
'Cause nothing's for free
It's never heaven
When you don't really get what you see
Why won't you fold?
There's really not a point in lying
Got so cold
Laugh in my face when I'm dying
Keep it close
'Cause nothing ever hurts the same for you and me
I guess let's feel it on our own
I don't wanna think about it anymore, it's useless
Baby, you already know, the truth is we're through it
Lock the door behind you
Something awful, it's your blueprint
Everything in flames, you're killing cupid
It might be heaven
In a fever dream, nothing's what it seems
It's getting reckless
Playing make-believe, ripping at the seams
Don't try and tell me it's heavenly
Better be, sure you don't want this 'cause nothing's for free
It's never heaven
When you don't really get what you see
If you loved me without all the loopholes
Spell out the letters
But I'm reading them back just for you
I don't know why I do
It might be heaven
If the knife in my arm didn't pin me
We're in my bedroom
But this feels like the last time you'll win
Things end where they begin
I don't wanna think about it anymore, it's useless
Baby, you already know, the truth is we're through it
Lock the door behind you
Something awful, it's your blueprint
Everything in flames, you're killing cupid
It might be heaven
In a fever dream, nothing's what it seems
It's getting reckless
Playing make-believe, ripping at the seams
Don't try and tell me it's heavenly
Better be, sure you don't want this
'Cause nothing's for free
It's never heaven
When you don't really get what you see
Why won't you fold?
There's really not a point in lying
Got so cold
Laugh in my face when I'm dying
Keep it close
'Cause nothing ever hurts the same for you and me
I guess let's feel it on our own
I don't wanna think about it anymore, it's useless
Baby, you already know, the truth is we're through it
Lock the door behind you
Something awful, it's your blueprint
Everything in flames, you're killing cupid
It might be heaven
In a fever dream, nothing's what it seems
It's getting reckless
Playing make-believe, ripping at the seams
Don't try and tell me it's heavenly
Better be, sure you don't want this 'cause nothing's for free
It's never heaven
When you don't really get what you see
Credits
Writer(s): Ellise Mariana Gitas
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