Gold Cross [Demo]

Last night I blew you a kiss
I hope that you got it
Underneath you I told you a lie
I hope that you bought it
Strangers touch me in my dreams if
I go to bed sober
When the edge of the curtains turn
While I'll know that it's over

And you see things for what they are
And I see what they'll never be
And God can make mistakes like he
Made an example of me
And who could really love someone
Who's that fucking ugly

Leaving his cum in the upholstery
Always picking it out like a bad memory
They all say that it's fine 'cause they
Don't know the cycle like I do
You don't know what it's like
Tryna love while you
Heal and you don't get to preach if you
Don't know how it feels to have every last
Inch of your body invaded like I do
Woke up a saint, fell asleep a martyr
Would you do the same things
To your own daughter?
Still I tried saying "I love you"
Through a mouthful of dirt
Keep parts of dead things
In the freezer outside
Wondering if they suffered when
They were alive
Does God make delicate things just
To watch them get hurt?

And you see things for what they are
And I see what they'll never be
God can make mistakes like he
Made an example of me
And who could really love someone
Who's that fucking ugly

That gold cross swings only for me
In Jesus's name it kills me slowly
That gold cross swings only for me
In Jesus's name it kills me slowly