2 Hell with Heaven

I'd only ever get put to bed on the nights where I was pretty I knew apart from you I could do nothing You'd harvest the fruit and then I'd do the suffering That's when I learned I was the weak, and impious bastard you bounded by tweed That's when I learned I was the weak, a foolhardy body you threw to the sea I'd only ever get put to bed on the nights where I was filthy I knew apart from you I could be happy- I'd learn from my neighbors and give to my family That's when I learned I was not weak I stopped my praying and started to believe That's what I learned. I was not weak, a beautiful body, a fortune at your feet If all lovers suffer, well to hell with heaven then And why should I bother when I know I am doomed? But when we danced at the altar I knew it was you But when we danced at the altar I knew it was you Ohh ohh ohh