I think of saving myself But with nothing to complain about up in heaven What will I do I think of saving myself But I really want to work it out Down here in hell with you I really love it when I love it when we make mistakes. Because once again It gives me a reason to complain I love the battled lines, The battled lines we draw when crossin' the mud I love it when we fight Standing on the verge of breaking up or making love What would I do if we were perfect Where would I go for disappointment. Love without pain would leave me wonderin' why i stayed. I think of saving myself But with nothing to complain about up in heaven What will I do I think of saving myself But I really want to work it out Down here in hell with you Magic carpet ride It don't have to last forever I know we shouldn't fly so high But the closer to the sun we go, the better What would I do if we were perfect, Where would I go for disappointment Words without hate would leave me nothin else to say. I think of saving myself, But with nothing to complain about up in heaven, What will I do I think of saving myself But I really want to work it out Down here in hell with you Down here in hell with you Down here in hell with you Down here in hell with you Down here in hell with you Down here in hell with you Down here in hell with you Down here in hell with you