I know I come to you only when in need
I'm not the best believer, not the most deserving
But all I have, all I am, all I can ... for him
I'd beg you on bended knees for him
Precious baby, is your life hanging by a thread?
A thread I'm standing on, praying on today
All I have, all I am, all I can... for him
I'd beg you on bended knees for him
I've got this curse in my hands
I've got this curse in my hands
All I touch fades to black
Turns to dust, turns to sand
I've got this curse on my tongue
I've got this curse on my tongue
All I taste is the rust
This decay in my blood
I don't like the doctor with the deep long face
Only wants to give us the very worst case
I'd rather shout out and shake him and do anything for him
Well I'd, I'd beg you on bended knees for him
I've got this curse in my hands
I've got this curse in my hands
All I touch fades to black
Turns to dust, turns to sand
I've got this curse on my tongue
I've got this curse on my tongue
All I taste is the rust
This decay in my blood
When the moment strikes
It takes you by surprise and
Leaves you naked in the face of death and life
There is no righteousness in your darkest moment
We're all equal in the face of what we're most afraid of
And I'm so sorry
For those who didn't make it
For the mommies who are left with their hearts breaking
I search for meaning in sores
The sentences they might form
It's the grammar of skin
Peel it back, let me in
Look for hope in the dark
The shadow cast by your heart
It's the grammar of faith
No more rules, no restraint
How angry I would be if you'd taken him away
I wish I was wiser but instead I'll be grateful, I'll say
Thanks for the love, for the joy, for the smile on his face
'Cause I would beg you on bended knees for him
I would beg you on bended knee