Hide your heart under the bed
And lock your secret drawer
Wash the angels from your head won't need them anymore.
Love is a demon and you're the one he's
coming for.
Oh my Lord.

He's bringing sweet salvation
Let temptation take him in
He's every fear and every hope
And every single sin
He's the universe
The love you've been imagining
Oh my Lord. Oh my Lord. Oh my Lord.

And I am ashes. I am Jesus. I am precious.
Could I be your girl. Could I be your girl.

Put a chair against the door and turn the lights
down low. Write a letter to yourself
no-one will ever know. Tell them all about
the girl who just refused to fall. Oh my Lord.

He is the very breath you feel
Inside your lungs at night.
He is the bitter wind who's drying up your appetite.
He is the darkness that seeps into your fading light.
Oh my Lord. Oh my Lord.

And I am ashes. I am Jesus. I am precious.
Could I be your girl.
Could I be your girl.
I am worthless sounds compared to all your perfect words.
Could I be your girl. Could I be your girl.

Wash the angels from your hair
Won't need them anymore
Hide your heart under the bed
And lock your secret drawer
Love is the demon and you're the one he's coming for. Oh my Lord. Oh my Lord.
Could I be your girl. Could I be your girl.

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