Well, Jesus Christ, I’m alone again, So what did you do those three days you were dead? ’cause this problem’s gonna last more than the weekend.
I know you’re coming in the night like a thief
But I’ve had some time, O Lord, to hone my lying technique
I know you think that I’m someone you can trust
But I’m scared I’ll get scared and I swear I’ll try to nail you back up
So do you think that we could work out a sign
So I’ll know it’s you and that it’s over so I won’t even try
