hell to me is heaven without you

it's the fault in our stars
that the sin is not ours
it's the fates that separate- could be- this damn cold
like a burnt out sun
darling i believe-the whole world-loses-
when you're not with me

so you swallow back the ache
and you tell me pretty lies, like it's alright
well all right-but it's not ok
the truth is in your face
this longing- between us-
will never die

and hell to me is heaven without you
but all right, I'll be alright
if that's what you need me to do

it's the fault in our stars
it's the sin that's not ours
the fates that separate are damn and cold
like a burnt out sun
darling i believe—the whole world is losing-
you're not with me.