A Religious Heart Break

So you'll be the saint and ill be the Devil

Stained glass windows can't save you now 

So the truth comes out 

That you left me for dead for that wicked wolf 

Disappeared without a trace 

One bag to my name and its taking me years to rebuild my life without you 

One last forehead kiss and that was goodbye 

I hope you enjoy the blood you drink 

I hope it tastes of honey and pride 

Pride that you were once again the man who did no wrong 

I remember you 

I know who you really are 

A boy craving his fathers approval 

A boy worshipped by his mother 

A boy molded to the form of religion 

I know who you are 

I break for you 

Terrified of the burning inferno of hell 

All you wanted was to find your love before that god who forsake us all would reclaim his people 

Jezebel spirit sucks you dry 

I wanted every last drop of your aspirations and dreams

I wanted every piece of your obsession 

Worship me 

Worship me 

Beg for me

Is that who you thought me to be

Is that what you thought I wanted 

I too was jut a girl who loved a boy  

I too was just a girl who loved to dance and wear ribbons in my hair and they took that from me

You took that from me 

Now I lie in bed all alone 

Listening the songs you wrote me 

I put on survivor just to watch somebody suffer

I pinch myself cause the blade of a knife is a cry for help 

and here I am working til I die to build the life you never gave me

And I still cry to the incessant sounds of worship 

The beautiful symphony sounds like chaos and heart ache 

I hope it burns down;

your holy house 

I hope to never see their faces;

the saints

Oracles of nothing 

Apostles of no one 

Disciples of nothing 

Maybe I'm the problem 

Eleven eleven, sweet, eleven