How can I feel so damned and alone
A myriad of faces before me?
My soul is bare and raw and exposed
Like the contents of night in the morning

I lay on the ground and I call
Your name as I open before you
My saint, my reviver of hope
Come cover me up, I implore you

You let them keep saying that I’m broken
If this was wrong God would have spoken
Shaken his head wisely side to side
Said “Dear girl, this isn’t right”

Hey, hey, hey (x4)

Let them believe this smoke’s just a mist
And don’t tell them the sky’s a big mirror
Blue like the lips upon death’s kiss
And red like the hands of a killer

I lay on the ground and I call
Your name as I open before you
My saint, my reviver of hope
Come cover me up, I implore you

Hey, hey, hey (x4)