5 minutes

Five minutes in heaven Is this all that we get? What a way to go Five minutes in heaven Breathe that scream into me What a sad little show It feels like love Not some rigged-up holiday Where I believe...

Each night she lays quivering, shivering here, Asking why she keeps forgiving him, hidden in fear. At work she has a glistening, driven career, But at home, with one swing of the fist, it disappears...

You call my phone when it's three in the morning You're only in time for the night I know I shouldn't but still I come over Hoping it's different this time That's not mine whose is this Don't try to...