Josh T. Pearson
Sweetheart I Ain't Your Christ (Jools Holland)
I ain't your Saviour or your Christ,or your goddamn sacrificeAnd when I said I'd give my life,I weren't talking suicideAnd I'm so tired of tryin' to make it rightfor a girl who just won't come to the lightnight after night after night after Christ haunted nightAnd how you bring your gifts to me,tied up and bound in their bows of pink,and gently place them at my feetlike I'm some dying Christmas treeAnd fall down to your sexy knees,gently fold your hands and plead for me to suck out some disease I can't even beginto seeYou don't need a lover or a friendYou need a God and not a mortal manWoman you need born again, againYou need a Saviour and i just am not him.Sweetheart, I ain't your Christ (x3)
From Letras Mania