I crossed a line And you followed close behind We were cherry-red in your forest-green 1993 Grand Cherokee You knew the scenic route I knew the shortcut and shut my mouth Isn't that what love's about? Doing whatever to draw it out This is bliss, this is Hell Forever is a feeling, and I know it well I'm no good at faces or names Places or dates Zip codes and time zones But I remember everywhere we've ever been and when I remember thinking you were pretty when we met I'm reading you like road signs Tell me where to go, my wrists are in your zip tie Twenty-five to life Why not? Yeah, you're smart But you're dumb at heart And that's a good start This is bliss, this is Hell Forever is a feeling, and I know it well Forever is a feeling (I know it well) Forever is a feeling (I know it well) Forever is a feeling Forever is a feeling Forever is a feeling (Forever) Forever is a feeling (Forever) Forever is a feeling Forever is a feeling (Forever)