God made me first from the same dirt
Made me with thirst
And thoughts inside my brand new head
Oh, how we fought 'cause I would not
Bend nor bow
And break in Adam's brand new bed
She's makin' a mess of my garden, Lord
(Can't put me back, can't put me back
Can't put me back, can't put me)
She's crashin' the stories I starred in, Lord
(Can't put me back, can't put me back
Can't put me back, can't put me)
I made me grow, reap, I don't sow
And soon, he'll know
That I will always put me first
So they will meet, flesh out, plan B
My fruit, his tree
Will bring about the mighty fall
She's makin' a mess of my garden, Lord
(Can't put me back, can't put me back
Can't put me back, can't put me)
She's crashin' the stories I starred in, Lord
(Can't put me back, can't put me back
Can't put me back, can't put me)
I chose to go barefoot in snow
To follow crows
I will not turn myself to look
He'll write me out, blame me for drought
The seed of doubt
I will not change myself for you
She's makin' a mess of my garden, Lord
(Can't put me back, can't put me back
Can't put me back, can't put me)
She's crashin' the stories I starred in, Lord
(Can't put me back, can't put me back
Can't put me back, can't put me)
