You had the brightest dreams You were gonna be an artist Who plays in a band But I guess all things change When you're laying on the side of the road In the everglades How the hell did it make sense After you saw what Charlie went through Does hell taste as sweet as you thought Do you like what you are I guess Dali's not overrated And you're not the person I love Takes a lot more than a 'how have you been?' To be my friend You smell like hospitals And you look like bad news And if God is real Then I hope he has a plan for you If the devil's real Let him know I asked how he's been Cause, when I rid myself of my demons They must have found a home in you So if Hell is real Then I hope you're enjoying you're stay (So if Hell is real Then I hope you're enjoying you're stay)