My father wants to meet you on Thursday
He's heard that you sing in a band
He wouldn't like your nose ring or the markings on your hands
But I think that he's just grateful you're a man
Scrubbing dirty fingers in a fountain
Hiding evidence behind my eyes
If I say his name will thou take away my shame
Or is he just some narcissistic guy
Flirting with the devil on your shoulder
Asking him to make a deal
But Sunday mornings make me nervous, so does Jesus, so does service
And you say that God isn't real
Little boy open casket, where did it go wrong
Hope I caught you just in time
Help me run from all the things they've done to wash me clean
Little boy make room for me
Exchanging vows on Labor Day weekend
Eating me alive in just one bite
Powder on my nightstand and a loaded gun placed in my hand
Believing all your warnings were a lie
Texting with your mother on a weeknight
Wondering where the hell you have gone
I thought I didn't care but couldn't help recite a sacred prayer
I wish she didn't think it was her fault
Coddling the devil in your bed sheets
Touching him to see if he's real
I worship you to give me purpose
Instead of praise down at the circus
Below your belt the altar I will kneel
Little boy open casket, where did it go wrong
Hope I caught you just in time
Help me run from all the things they've done to wash me clean
Little boy make room for me
I run to you, I run to you, I run run run
Run until they tell the truth
Oh, I run from you, I run from you, I run run run
It's the only thing I knew
Little boy open casket where did it go wrong
What a shame we're out of time
You couldn't run from all the things you've done, couldn't stay clean
But little boy how you've changed me