I called up hell and checked on a room Spoke to the devil said I'd be there real soon Cause I'm slowly dying over someone I miss So I called up hell because it's better than this You see I live in a bottle down deep in the hole But she's got my heart Lord I don't need my soul And I burn with a fever from our very last kiss So I called up hell because it's better than this It's better than drinking till I fade to black And waking up screaming cause she ain't coming back I can't get no relief because the pain just gets bigger And if I had any guts I'd just pull the trigger Oh yeah... It's better than drinking till I fade to black And waking up screaming cause she ain't coming back I can't get no relief because the pain just gets bigger And if I had any guts I'd just pull the trigger So I called up hell and checked on a room Spoke to the devil said I'd be there real soon