And so it seems
I will see you once again, in my dreams
It's sort of strange
You only haunt me when I'm trying to leave you behind

Why you always make me a liar?
When I'm trying to tell the truth
Why you always make me a liar?
When I'm trying to tell the truth
Jesus, she's a good girl, I don't wanna hurt her

The whisperings
In the middle of the morn, lick her wrists
Upon your words
That's still in my slow beating heart, I'm not ashamed
Or maybe I
In the rising morning light, should be blamed

Why you always call me a liar?
When I'm trying to tell the truth
Why you always call me a liar?
When I'm trying to tell the truth
Jesus, she's a good girl, I don't wanna hurt her
Jesus, she's a good girl, I don't wanna hurt her
Jesus, she's a good girl, I don't wanna hurt her
Jesus, she's a good girl, I don't wanna hurt her
Jesus, she's a good girl, I don't wanna hurt her
Jesus, she's a good girl, I don't wanna hurt her
Jesus, she's a good girl, I don't wanna hurt her now
I don't wanna hurt her now