I bet Christ
Must have seemed cold
'Cause you'd really have to be
To truly love
Everyone
You'd need a bird's-eye view
Stay out
Of the trenches
Only let 'em touch your feet
Only let 'em know your bloody heart
In the wine they drink
And the bread they eat
Go away
And hope they still believe you when you say:
Ooh, I am here
Ooh, I am here
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Well, I have watched
As if through glass
My heart rewrite the truth
Some lies for you
More for myself
They are my favorite kind
But if I were cold
As cold as Christ
I could finally tell it straight
All the love
All the hurt
All the shit that I couldn't bring myself to say
Then I'd open up my arms
And call your name:
Ooh, I am here
Ooh, I am here
Ooh, I am here
Ooh, I am here
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