Come in out of the cold.
And strip off your coat
Slip out of your shoes.
And pull down your halo.
I think we both know….
It doesn't belong anymore.
Because, you're no angel.
That's for sure.
When you open your mouth.
Useless words come out.
All wrong. Weak. Or not at all.
And I'll clean your severed wings.
And hang them up on the wall.
Sweet Jesus can't help you here.
Faith only leaves you small.
If you don't mind.
Stay with me a while.
I've got time.
Just like you.
Time to kill.
And I just might.
Come to think of it.
I probably will.
Come to think of it.
I probably will.