Lyrics: Jason Collett
Music: Jason Collett
You took hold of my affections
With your Bible and your sword
Your celebrity connections
I was not used to keeping score
From your fine guilded chalice
I drank all your cheap red wine
It was a good place to be Judas ๏ผJudas๏ผ
Hiding pearls from the swine
I'll bring the sun
I'll bring the sun to you when I come
You won me just as I failed you
Fist full of cake, who could refuse
All of my love got stuck in traffic ๏ผtraffic๏ผ
Two thousand miles away from you
Bleeding on into the telephone
On a reupholstered bed of nails
I'm a long, long way from home
I hope my jet lagged heart don't fail