Jesus Christ

Jesus Christ, that's a pretty face.

The kind you'd find on someone i could save.

If they don't put me away,

it'll be a miracle.

Do you believe you're missing out

That everything good is happening somewhere else?

With nobody in your bed

The night's hard to get through.

And i will die all alone

And when i arrive, i wont know anyone.

Well, Jesus Christ, i'm alone again.

So what did you do those three days you were dead?

Cause this problem's gonna last

more than the weekend.

Well, Jesus Christ, i'm not scared to die

I'm a little bit scared of what comes after

Do i get the gold chariot?

Do i float through the ceiling?

Do i divide and fall apart?

Cause my bright is too sly to hold back all my dark. 

And this ship went down in sight of land

And at the gates does Thomas ask to see my hands? 

I know you'll come in the night like a thief

But i've had some time alone to work out my lying technique

I know you think that i'm someone you can trust

But i'm scared i'll get scared and i swear ill try to never give up.

So do you think that we could work out something

Some know that it's you and that it's over so i wont even try. 

I know you'll come for the people like me

But we all got wood and nails, tongue tied to a hating factory. 

We all got wood and nails, tongue tied to a hating factory. 

We all got wood and nails, we sleep inside of this machine.