Reverend come inside Come off your soap box, your words without thought Your left hand talking to your right hand Love me, but you don’t know how to love, love me Reverend come inside, we are suffering I can’t keep making myself pretty for you
We stoned the whore, is this salvation(x4)
Reverend just listen We are the dying, we are the weak, we are the ones that cannot speak Love me, but you don’t know how to love, love me Reverend just listen, we are suffering I can’t keep making myself pretty for you
I am the sinner, but you just left me here I am the sinner, is that so hard to believe I am the sinner, and you’re a sinner too I saw you with my own eyes But I’m still a sinner, turn and look in my eyes
Bless us the scavengers, we are vultures waiting for the dead Forgive us, we are vultures waiting for the dead I am a scavenger too I suppose, we are vultures waiting for the dead
Lord, make me foolish to think that I can change the world Because we’re all suffering Blinding light of black and white burning in the darkness taking away our most precious colors and shades of grey. We’re all suffering and there’s really nothing we can do about it except love. But I don’t really know about love anymore, love has failed, or maybe I failed.