Minor Misunderstanding
I'm alive
And that's all I can ask
So hand me my mask
And I'll throw the poison back
And I'll grow old
Doing all that I'm told
Growing one hole in my liver
For every two in my soul
And maybe
I'll come to forgive
But until then
I'd rather you were dead
And maybe
I'll learn to love again
But until then
I'll be crying myself to sleep in my bed
Jesus Christ, would you turn your cheek
To the pleasure I seek?
Or hold hot coals to my feet?
Cause I've grown tired
Of this faith you've inspired
And each passing week
I wait in vain for her to crawl back to me
And maybe
I'll come to forgive
But until then
I'd rather you were dead
And maybe
I'll learn to love again
But until then
I think it's just as well
You laying there leaking thoughts like a sieve
From the hole
I put in your head
From the hole
I put in your head
And maybe
I'll come to forgive
But until then
I'd rather you were dead
And maybe
I'll learn to love again
But until then
I'll be crying myself to sleep in my bed
And maybe I'll come to forgive
And maybe I'll learn to love again
And maybe I'll come to forgive
And maybe I'll learn to love again
And maybe I'll come to forgive
And maybe I'll learn to love again
And maybe I'll come to forgive
And maybe I'll learn to love again
Love again
Love again
And that's all I can ask
So hand me my mask
And I'll throw the poison back
And I'll grow old
Doing all that I'm told
Growing one hole in my liver
For every two in my soul
And maybe
I'll come to forgive
But until then
I'd rather you were dead
And maybe
I'll learn to love again
But until then
I'll be crying myself to sleep in my bed
Jesus Christ, would you turn your cheek
To the pleasure I seek?
Or hold hot coals to my feet?
Cause I've grown tired
Of this faith you've inspired
And each passing week
I wait in vain for her to crawl back to me
And maybe
I'll come to forgive
But until then
I'd rather you were dead
And maybe
I'll learn to love again
But until then
I think it's just as well
You laying there leaking thoughts like a sieve
From the hole
I put in your head
From the hole
I put in your head
And maybe
I'll come to forgive
But until then
I'd rather you were dead
And maybe
I'll learn to love again
But until then
I'll be crying myself to sleep in my bed
And maybe I'll come to forgive
And maybe I'll learn to love again
And maybe I'll come to forgive
And maybe I'll learn to love again
And maybe I'll come to forgive
And maybe I'll learn to love again
And maybe I'll come to forgive
And maybe I'll learn to love again
Love again
Love again
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Writer(s): Christopher George
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