Jesus Christ

Jesus Christ, that's a pretty face

The kind you'd find on someone that could save

If they don't put me away

Well, it'll be a miracle

Do you believe you're missing out?

That everything good is happening somewhere else

With nobody in your bed

The night is hard to get through

And I will die all alone

And when I arrive I won't know anyone

Jesus Christ, I'm alone again

So what did you do those three days you were dead?

Because this problem is gonna last

More than the weekend

Jesus Christ, I'm not scared to die

But I'm a little bit scared of what comes after

Do I get the gold chariot?

Do I float through the ceiling?

Or do I divide and fall apart

Cause my bright is too slight to hold back all my dark

This ship went down in sight of land

And at the gates does Thomas ask to see my hands?

I know you're coming in the night like a thief

But I've had some time, O Lord, to hone my lying technique

I know you think that I'm someone you can trust

But I'm scared I'll get scared and I swear I'll try to nail you back up

So do you think that we could work out a sign

So I'll know it's you and that it's over so I won't even try

I know you're coming for the people like me

But we all got wood and nails

And we turn out hate in factories

We all got wood and nails

And we turn out hate in factories

We all got wood and nails

And we sleep inside of this machine