I only came here for you
as much as I’ve put in there’s enough that I wouldn’t do
the stench of your spit on holy land,
I never did want nor could push away the feeding hand
I guess I needed to be loved this way
I’m gonna die in your arms one day
I’m being cold to you
you could only love what you turn me into
and I’d never want to see
the face of how you’d like to have me
If I needed to be shown this way, then I needed to be shown this way
I’m gonna die in your arms one day,
I’m gonna die in your arms