Lover's Touch

Why would you marry me? Or was it for our families? We share a bed at their feet And our nights, well we dwell on these fights And we punish our son for the times that we've lied And you’ve deafened the choir, you bed-ridden horse And you’ve spit on my motions as if they were yours I’m aware you’re in need and you’re counting on me Why waste living on the likes of me? Save conscience for the slaughtered sheep Well, I’ve been meaning to give you a reason The stones in hand will block out the sun, they’ll cleanse our sins just for fun While you’ve been sleeping, I’m wide-awake dreaming When my lover’s touch has faded and I wake up… She’s not next to me I’m alive, I’m unwell Maybe heading to hell I’m alive, but unwell, and I sure deserve hell I’m alive and a lie, such a lie, it’s a lie… It’s a lie In the backseat, you can find me with my lover Just a crutch for the night Her heart flutters at the drop of a dime And when the night is young I’ve had my fun I’ll hold her far and tight