Jesus Christ

Jesus Christ, thats a pretty face
The kind youd find on someone I could save
If they dont put me away
Well, itll be a miracle
Do you believe youre missing out
That everything good is happening somewhere else?
But with nobody in your bed
The nights hard to get through
And I will die all alone
And when I arrive I wont know anyone
Well Jesus Christ, Im alone again
So what did you do those three days you were dead?
Cause this problems gonna last more than the weekend.
Well Jesus Christ, Im not scared to die,
Im a little bit scared of what comes after
Do I get the gold chariot?
Do I float through the ceiling?
Do I divide and fall apart?
Cause my pride is too sly to hold back all my dark
And the ship went down in sight of land
And at the gates does Thomas ask to see my hands
I know youll come in the night like a thief
But Ive had some time alone to hold my lies inside me
I know you think that Im someone you can trust
But Im scared Ill get scared and I swear Ill try to nail you back up
So do you think that we could work out a sign
So Ill know its you and that it s over so I wont even try
I know youll come for the people like me
But we all got wood and nails
Tongue tied to a hating factory
But we all got wood and nails
Your tortured (and hanging) factory
Yeah, we all got wood and nails
Your tortured (and hanging) factory
Yeah, we all got wood and nails
And we sleep inside of this machine