Hell had you by the throat, you never got to heaven but you got real close. Your past has you in a choke hold, but you deserve it from what I've been told. Call my bluff, say what you want, I'm looking down at you from the top. I beg for attention in small doses,  leave the scene smelling of dead roses. This is your night with arms wide open, I'm the option you shouldn't have chosen, scared of the dark the door's wide open. This is a night you'll regret in the morning. Loverboy, you played us up like toys, Don't you feel bad? Filled with repent. If given the choice would you do it again? 'Of course I would, of course I should'.