I guess that Hell has been freezing
And yes there is a fat chance down there
You give me one good reason
Now let me make one thing, perfectly clear
You brought us up to the altar (whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh)
We had no business being up there
Not wanting to fuss fail or falter (whoa-oh-oh)
I stood like Gibraltar for seven long years
One bought a handful of houses
One was an underground hit
One soul was searched, chorus bridge to the verse
The one with the woes that were all over it
I made us a place to be later
And later came soon after that
I made out like things could not be greater
As a matter of fact they fell flat of the back
One bought a handful of houses (whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh)
One was an underground hit
One soul was searched, chorus bridge to the verse (whoa-oh-oh)
The one with the woes that were all over it
The one with the woes all over it [x3]