Judas / Owen of a Lonely Hart
From the day that I was born up 'til today
I can hear it in the distance
Crying like a babe
In the silence of the evening
I can hear it pray
But can't tell if it's a scripture
Or a crisis of faith
I hope I sink back in the ground
Instead of spending weeknights pulling
Teeth from my mouth
And I can't do this right now
I feel like Judas right now
She said that I'm the only one she'll ever need
I just hope that I can treat her
Like she deserves to be
People always said that she was
Out of my league
Whatever that means
I can't remember what they said
That finally made me go and
Put my dreams to bed
But won't you tell me I'm a good boy?
They never told me I'm a good boy
Writer/s: Luke Seymoup
