I'm Obsessed With You (You Don't Know I Exist)

It is something of an art To fall in line and fall apart To hope for mercy from a stranger It's that kind of thing that makes you Please let the words be gentle Something soft and sentimental It's a twisted, sickly world You're a saviour, I am just a girl I'll resist meeting your eyes 'Cause I'll get lost in all their light Read my lips, 'cause like a prayer Your name resides so holy there And though I can recite the script The part I'm playing doesn't fit Idols go up on the walls Sinner's knees, they find the cold hard floor I've tried not to indulge in this I'm obsessed with you, but you don't know that I exist I'm obsessed with you but you don't know I exist I'm obsessed with you but you don't know I exist I'm obsessed with you but you don't know I exist