he talks that talk
though he doesn't read it
and he wants that walk
though he doesn't need it
not like the liberty
to ramble where he pleases
he's a lying shame to jesus
she sings those songs
with all her heart
except the low parts
that's where she's faking it
liars love the choir
no one sees us
unless they're standing next to you
or they're jesus
let us pray
lord heal this body
your bride is sick
it's the cancer
a most american of plagues
cast aside the corrupted flesh and make her
beautiful again
in your most holy name she begs
he loves your soul
with all his blood
he wants your whole
he wants you good
he won't say it
and i thougt someone should
friend
you're a lying shame to jesus
yes you're a lying shame to jesus