Some have a love thats heaven made All bells & whistles like a grand parade Made us look further out of place It was in our face Some have some have not and thats the wa-ay We found a job that would never pa-ay Some get the roses - some get the thorns Some grow horns Some things could never ever work out right With all the theory and hindsight If a didnt end it then b was waiting No debating No more wishing on a star No more wishing coz it went too far All the wishing wont heal the scars It's who we are Some may say that we aimed too hi-gh They simplify and try to just-if-y When we started it was still too late No changing fate The sun the moon and stars ignored us No goodwill god paid homage t'ward us Instead below - would reward us I told you so Was plain to see that things weren't o-k Seems the demons had won the day Just a tunnel in endless darkness No ray of light shone on the mess Some have a lovetheysay is heaven made We loved to hate the elite brigade If we ever had half a brain cell We'd have known it would end in farewell What we had just turned out bad That's how it was - no more to add Forget why - forget because Unless you want to sit and dwell Call it what it was One of those - ma-a-ade in hell Made in hell - made in he