I thought I was supposed to be healed by now
Weren't you supposed to cure me of my ills
I feel like I'm doing all the work here somehow
Tell me what's a woman for
I've been letting you et off so easily
You love to me pick your scabs to death
Surely after your speeches there's some space left for me
How much do I have to bleed
I've been coughing up blood since I met you
How many station of the cross can I get through
Why am I choosing to martyr myself for someone who never thinks of me at all
Am I supposed to suffer for your sins
I thought that love was meant to be holy
Holy and pleasant like your fingers in my mouth
Instead I feel my sympathy drain out of my body
Tell me that there's no cause to doubt
40 days and 40 nights in your desert
But nothing you have is tempting me at all
You could put the effort in to make the hard sell really hurt
I don't think you really know me
I don't think you really know me
I've been out of time since I met you
How many resurrections can I live through
Why am I supposed to martyr myself for someone who never thinks of me at all
Am i supposed to suffer for you sins
Frankly I'm not sure where to begin
@williedesacra Feb 2022
I like this song. Ethereal vocals accompanied by haunting tremolo guitar. Very nice. Would love to see the lyrics. Good job!