She began to tell
The story about her hell
She hated being at home
But loved to be alone
Inside
Heaven was her name She was not to blame
For the pain of her past When the rabbit hole
River stopped to flow Heaven at last
Was hiding her past
While her pride was asking to grow
She thought about her fears Many of them
And cried some awful tears Didn't know where to begin
Her pain is quite too real
To understand that feel,
I thought
Heaven was her name She was not to blame
For the pain of her past When the rabbit hole
River stopped to flow Heaven at last
Was building her past
While the pride
was asking to grow
She's got some fantasy in Her mind that's scraping her skin
She's got some stories for you I swear you doubt if they're true
Heaven was her name She was not to blame
For the pain of her past
When the rabbit hole River stopped to flow
Heaven at last Heaven at last
Oh no
Heaven was her name
She was not to blame For the pain of her past
Oh no When the rabbit hole
River stopped to flow
Suddenly the river stopped to flow Heaven at last
Was hiding her past
While her pride was asking to grow