Even Jesus Couldn’t Love You

Down the table in the hallway I found you sweating
With your hair all flat like my doormat
I could give you what you wanted, but you could not afford the price
Cause like my lust you run away, and in your heart there is no pain
And your dreams are spent like next months when on cocaine pills and tack

Oh, yeah you're a nimble nobod
You shouted from the window ledge
And I laughed like a dog with glee
Honestly you are not tempting
Your days of charm were years ago
And likely cursed you soldier on like drag queen listen to sun

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