Christ Hisself

I'm getting old baby Under you But we've been together so long now I wouldn't know what else to do We've always had love But it's changing states The silk's turned to leather Our little quips can feel like hate Why can't we get back to the way things was Cuz you're still my everything Just tired of me arguing through song so you say: Jesus Christ Hisself couldn't know what you want from me And I'm begging you please To tell me what you want before I leave. Well You could teach a pope how to preach with how you speak to me cuz I'm on my knees On this kitchen floor, praying holes in my jeans. We exchanged sex for subtext Which is a terrible deal We've been hooked on a line, And Satan hooved hand's got the reel Goddamn these doors, That we, we can't walk through There's No code words no secret handles Our therapist says Miscommunication takes two I don't believe in God But I believe in you. How do we stop acting this way Well, I guess I could stop singing this tune... When you scream: Jesus Christ Hisself couldn't know what you want from me So I'm begging you please To tell me what you want before I ask you to go The holy ghost Hisself, he blushing rosaries And trying to leave Cuz he hears what's common through these walls So here we are don't want you to leave me Running through a field things were warm an easy Don't know how it got so freezing Jesus was single so he can't blame us Jesus Christ Hisself couldn't know what you mean to me baby