you say I'll get what's coming to me

that I'll pay for making your life hell

one day I'll be on the receiving end

when hot flames I no longer quell

 

there's a smouldering hell in every heart

waiting its moment to rise up and burn

it lurks beneath the smiles and glances

you're lucky if you don't get your turn

 

yet I never meant to make you suffer

I'm no saint but no demon in disguise

often you told me you loved me,

loved the look of Heaven in my eyes

 

there's a smouldering hell in every heart

waiting its moment to rise up and burn

it lurks beneath the smiles and glances

you're lucky if you don't get your turn

 

we caught fire yet it was a celestial fire

love scorched us and we revelled in it

infernos come in a variety of shapes

ours blazed on through every minute

 

there's a smouldering hell in every heart

waiting its moment to rise up and burn

it lurks beneath the smiles and glances

you're lucky if you don't get your turn

 

nothing lasts forever and love is the same

our furnace fed off pride and sheer ego,

fond looks turned to sneers and tantrums

when love stuttered the flames sank low

 

there's a smouldering hell in every heart

waiting its moment to rise up and burn

it lurks beneath the smiles and glances

you're lucky if you don't get your turn

 

we tried, endured lukewarm reconciliations

but I'd grown tired with the feel of your lips

you barely recognised what you'd once adored,

I was the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse

 

there's a smouldering hell in every heart

waiting its moment to rise up and burn

it lurks beneath the smiles and glances

you're lucky if you don't get your turn

 

we're history and you were right, I'm burning

though I rarely meant to ever do you ill

my heart is shrivelled and going up in smoke,

but I swear I loved you and I always will