She throws his arms around her neck, drinks him like he is Jesus
The broken neon sign outside spies like a voyeur through the glass
She smokes his cigarettes and goes inside his leather wallet
Clips by the picture of his wife to get to Benjamin and Graham
He takes her to the train on his six, he leaves her with his coat and ethics
He sees her in the headlights and his face turns white
Was her body like, oh, oh, was your eye on your life?
Tell me, did she taste like sweet surrender?
Was it hard to think I knew what you're preaching like?
Was she screaming like, oh, oh, to me doesn't get you off to watch me watch you
His faith was loaded as a drunk, strung out and in denial
How could he inhale and break his tenure? Hallelujah in a van
Presses her ring against his chest, asks him if she was worth it
Didn't pay to come, paid to someone to pretend they gave
a *
You don't know what you put me through, love
I bet it was a funeral, love
But we found on the top rope, where the silence broke
Was her body like, oh, oh, was your eye on your life?
Oh, oh, tell me, did she taste like sweet surrender?
Was it hard to think I knew what you're preaching like?
Oh, oh, was she screaming like, oh, oh, to me doesn't get you off to watch me watch you
Oh, oh, in all inside
I'm sorry till I do it again
He said, she said
I hate him but I love him
So yeah
I'm sorry till I do it again
He said, she said
I hate him but I love him
I hate him but I love him
It was about a lock
With your arm in your lock
With your preaching life
With your screaming life
It was about a lock
With your arm in your lock
Tell me, did you taste like sweet surrender?
Was it hot to think I knew?
With your preaching life
With your screaming life
Tell me, does it get you off to watch me watching you?
Tell me, did you taste like sweet surrender?
Was it hot to think I knew?
Was it hot to think I knew?