[Verse 1] I see heaven in your eyes Tiny halos when you laugh like that You taste like lightning on my lips Then you go run back to his black heart Comfort in your arms I melt You trace my scars Say you feel it too But every time I start to fall You disappear in the rearview [Chorus] Heaven in your eyes Hell in your choice Why do you always pick the worst damn voice? I’m standing right here Bleeding for this You chose an asshole I’m the one you miss Heaven in your eyes But you walk his way Watching you crash while I rot in the grey All that I wanted was more than a kiss You chose an asshole I’m the one you miss [Verse 2] You call me crying from his bed Same old story Different shattered glass You say you’re tired of being used Then run straight back when the anger passes I bite my tongue till it tastes like rust Swallow every “I told you so” You wrap your arms around my neck But your shadow’s already out the door [Chorus] Heaven in your eyes Hell in your choice Why do you always pick the worst damn voice? I’m standing right here Bleeding for this You chose an asshole I’m the one you miss Heaven in your eyes But you walk his way Watching you crash while I rot in the grey All that I wanted was more than a kiss You chose an asshole I’m the one you miss [Bridge] Maybe I’m the saint you crucified Hammer in your hand when you say “it’s fine” If pain’s the only language you believe Then I hope one day you scream my name and leave (leave, leave) [Chorus] Heaven in your eyes Hell in your choice Why do you always pick the worst damn voice? I’m standing right here Bleeding for this You chose an asshole I’m the one you miss Heaven in your eyes But you walk his way Watching you crash while I rot in the grey All that I wanted was more than a kiss You chose an asshole I’m the one you miss (one you miss)

metal, Modern metal with male vocals; tense, chugging low-tuned guitars under the verses, halftime groove. Chorus explodes with open chords, soaring top-line, and gang shouts on key phrases. Drums stay punchy and tight with sharp cymbal accents; bridge drops to cleaner guitars and distant reverb, then slams back into a final high-register scream.

Heaven In Your Eyes, Hell In Your Choice