I don’t think heaven’s got time for me no more
I don’t think that I belong there anyway
I don’t have time to stand in line for this
Don’t wanna be the first to say these words
I don’t think that I love you anymore
I thought that I was wrong to leave you mon amour
For what I got
Taking a hold of me, taking a hold
Taking a hold of me, taking a hold
Taking a hold of me, taking a hold of me
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I don’t think that hell has space for all
And I heard that it might be too hot, and fall
I don’t have time to stand in line for that
I know you wanted me to go to hell
But I couldn’t stay there either way
It’s getting warmer here on Earth as well
I still try to slip away
I can barely hear the words you say
A bottle deep in chardonnay
I find myself coming to terms with
Taking a hold of me, taking a hold
Taking a hold of me, taking a hold
Taking a hold of me, taking a hold of me
Taking a hold of me, taking a hold
Taking a hold of me, taking a hold
Taking a hold of me, taking a hold of me
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