St. Luke's

Couldn't even look me in the eyes
When I bent down and cried in the pew
I wonder if somehow he knew
I'd stop at nothing to unearth the truth
Gonna make him pay for everyday he's ever laid a hand on you
He's named after a saint, but yet he pins the blames on a kid too young to know what to do
Oo
Doing what he can to keep me quiet
Calls me up to say I'm lying but what's new
I'm not surprised his wife denies it
I'd hate if that were the father of my child too
Gonna make him pay for everyday he's ever laid a hand on you
Thought he got away when we put you in the grave but I knew
Oh
Oh no
I've seen you in dreams
You talk to me, you show me things from your view
Decades pass and old men die but
Little children never lie about abuse
Gonna make him pay for everyday he's ever laid a hand on you
I've heard spirits find a way to bring the dark to light
Justice just might be divine
If you give it time



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Writer(s): Madison Eretta Douglas
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