He's life like when the light strikes right But no less charmless otherwise Surprised with where my interest lies I try to bite my tongue this time
But tonight, Christ, Can't you see my hands were tied? My hands were tied And on my mother's life Suppose that I might throw this fight God knows I truly tried
Come on, let's get this over with I dreamt of this in triplicate But trust must have its privileges That just don't enter into this Jesus Christ, look at the size of it The size of it Your lips clench like a fist What promises you wet them with Brace yourself and this won't hurt a bit And who could help but long for more than this? I crossed myself before I crossed your lips And cling like hell to something just like this
