How ironic

I'm nailed to the cross

While the vultures stuff their mouths.

God and the devil are split by a thin white line

Six feet from an early grave

Nine inches from being saved

Eighteen hundred miles of skeletons on the interstate

Why do I give myself away

Why do I bleed so easily

Why do I give myself away

To be yours

Six feet from an early grave

Nine inches from being saved

Eighteen hundred miles of skeletons on the interstate

Why do I give myself away

Why do I bleed so easily

Why do I give myself away

If death's coming it best come quick

If death's coming it best come quick

If death's coming it best come quick

Or I'm all yours

Why do I give myself away

Why do I bleed so easily

Why do I give myself away

To be yours

Her clothes will crack and peel off

A hard stance that a habit made soft

I am eaten of worms until I give up the ghost

If death's coming it best come quick

If death's coming it best come quick

If death's coming it best come quick

Or I'm all yours

Take me home

How ironic

I'm nailed to the cross

While the vultures stuff their mouths.

God and the devil are split by a thin white line

Why do I give myself away

Why do I bleed so easily

Why do I give myself away

I'm worth nothing to me