I know I'm going to Hell
Never claimed to be a saint
Never dressed my body in fine cloth
Scars on my hands
A roadmap, a reminder of who I really am
Flies make their home in my mouth
And locusts in my gut
I, I am deceit
I am empty offerings
Empty words are all I have
I wish I was heaven bound...
So I could live that perfect life
Like your bible says I should
Take my hand
Let me be your savior
I promise I'll always protect you
Let's seal this promise
With a fatal kiss