North Of Heaven

Don't pretend that you don't know me If you mean to offend me then you're doing pretty well And how convincingly you've shown me That the love I thought was built to last is now an empty shell Things can only get better What's around the corner, who can tell? I'll build a little place just north of heaven I'm kinda tired of living south of hell Don't a*sume you can ignore me You'd best bite your lip in case I make it after all And how contemptuously you've shown me That all my aspirations were so paltry and so small Things can only get better What's around the corner, who can tell? I'll build a little place just north of heaven I'm kinda tired of living south of hell Some mother's talking 'bout Guns 'n' Roses As if I give a f**k, at best I think they s*ck I'm too preoccupied with my memories Not non-entities Things can only get better What's around the corner, who can tell? I'll build a little place just north of heaven I'm kinda tired of living south of hell I'm kinda tired of living south of hell I'm kinda tired of living