It is something of an art
To fall in line and fall apart
To hurt for mercy from a stranger
It’s the kind of thing that makes you
Please let the words be gentle
Something soft and sentimental
It’s a twisted, sickly world
You’re a savior, I am just a girl
I’ll resist meeting your eyes
‘Cause I’ll get lost in all their light
Read my lips, ’cause like a prayer
Your name resides so holy there
And though I can recite the script
The part I’m playing doesn’t fit
Idols go up on the walls
Sinners knees they find the cold, hard floor
I’ve tried more to indulge in this
I’m obsessed with you
But you don’t know that I exist
I’m obsessed with you
But you don’t know I exist
I’m obsessed with you
But you don’t know I exist
I’m obsessed with you
You don’t know I exist
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