This desire I hold of minds hold
I blame you for all my sins of late
I pray each night for redemption
I close my eyes tight awaiting fate
I stare into the mirrored window
Filling my body with mirrored views
I pack my pockets and head to church
Yet I'm not worthy of the polished pews
I turn the pages of the bible
Words mesmerizing all awakened dreams
Yet it's you I pray for each night
As your love as cruel is as pure as it seems
I know it's potentially going to kill me
This desire I hold onto in my life
Do I want to be at the end of your knife
Or live each day as your loving wife
Tonight I swear it I will pray
I will speak words from trembling lips
To one day you will love and desire me
And show me the softness of your lips
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