Going To Hell

Get out a map, carve out a path

Highlight it in fluorescent yellow

From the mountain pass to the prairie grass

Anywhere you'll go I'll follow

And if we don't speak after you leave

I'll look to the sky for smoke signals

If I fall behind, could you leave me a sign

Breadcrumbs in the shape of an arrow

See I'm going to hell

In a basket I made

Woven from the letters

And it spells your name

When the weather breaks we can sail the great lakes

I'll make a white flag from your pillow

Plug the holes of your leaky boat

Use your t-shirt for material

See I'm going to hell

In a basket I made

It's woven from the letters

And it spells your name

I'm going to hell, I'm going to hell, I'm going to hell

I will let go when your leaky boat reaches the shore

I will let you know when the map says you're not anymore

I'm going to hell

In a basket I made

Woven from the letters

And it spells your name

I'm going to hell, I'm going to hell, I'm going to hell

I will see you there