God Street Wine

Don't Tell God
The sun fell though the bedroom window On a teenage bed she lowered her head She thought back to long ago before she was led Stripped of all the life she'd know On a teenage bed she lowered her head A key turned in the front door and she fled A schoolboys threat that beat her mind She closed her eyes to fantasize Wishing for a man who would never cry Another day to put behind She closed her eyes to fantasize Wishing she could shrink to half her size At the end of the day When she doesn't want to play He picks up the knife To take his life He looks to the sky But he don't know what to say 'Cause he's too young He's to young to pray Letras de canciones Don't tell God What I'm trying to do to you Don't tell God Cause he won't believe He won't believe it's true The sun fell through the bedroom window In his bed he'd have to beg How could she understand what was in his head Did he care for friend or foe In his bed he'd have to beg He deserved what he got her clothes he shed Alone he was in this world He took his prize till satisfied No one understood where he lied His life had not begun He took his prize till satisfied He waited for someone to call from outside And when she goes away He don't know what to say An empty threat was lost So the knife he tossed He dropped to his knees He reached out to the air But he's too young He's too young to care Don't tell God What I'm trying to do to you Don't tell God Cause he won't believe He won't believe it's true From Letras Mania