Deacon's Daughter Video (MV)

He's got an illness, a sickness I can't treat
God as my witness, hand over my chest, he's lying to me
And I understand that it's hard for a man to be more than he's seen
Cause I've been there before and it took a great war to wash me clean
So send my best to the therapist who will finally get you
Maybe she'll get you off and she won't call the cops when you act like you do
Wish I was the one who could change you, but you need a help I can't offer
I'm not righteous, not licensed, can't save ya, it's not like I'm God
I'm just a Midwest Deacon's daughter
I've got a weakness for guilt-ridden sweetness
I don't know why when you cry I believe it
So I put the blame on the way I was raised
Forgive and forget til it all goes away
Down on my knees, pray till they bleed
That you'll come down gently
Through gritted teeth, I'm begging please
Make this easy on me
So send my best to the therapist who will finally get you
Maybe she'll get you off and she won't call the cops when you act like you do
Wish I was the one who could change you, but you need a help I can't offer
I'm not righteous, not licensed, can't save ya, it's not like I'm God
I'm just a Midwest Deacon's daughter
I'm just a Midwest Deacon's daughter
Not like my father, won't be your martyr
Don't think this stain will wash out in the water
I really loved you, wasn't enough to
Fix what you broke because you didn't want to
And I couldn't change you, no
Cause you need a help I can't offer
I'm not righteous, not licensed, can't save ya, it's not like I'm God
I'm just a Midwest Deacons daughter
I'm just a Midwest Deacons daughter