I can see in your eyes
You never felt that way before
And you just want to go home
A sweet nothing surprise
Kissed me twice then out the door
And I just want to go home
Well it always gets tough
When the tough gets going
I told you I'd go but
The proof ain't showing
Well god loves a trier
Call yourself Messiah,
Down on my knees
Saying what's for you
Won't go by you
Put me on the backburn
On the top shelf
No devotion, only
Waiting, hoarding dust
Enough for the both of us
Know the secrets you hide
You've never said that much before,
And you just want me to console,
God knows
I think you like when I cry
It makes you feel like a man
I'm sure
Still I just want a hand to hold
Well it always gets tough
When the tough gets going
I told you I'd go but
The proof ain't showing
Well god loves a trier
Call yourself Messiah
Down on my knees
Saying what's for you
Won't go by you
Put me on the backburn
On the top shelf
No devotion, only
Waiting, hoarding dust
Enough for the both of us
Better give it up now
Cause you said what you said
Know that time is a liar
When the dust starts to rest
You just wanna be adored
I put my faith in something more
Put me on the backburn
On the top shelf
No devotion, only
Waiting, hoarding dust
Enough for the both of us
So put me on the backburn
On the top shelf
No devotion, only
Waiting, hoarding dust
Enough for the both of us
So I put you
On the backburn
On the top shelf
No devotion, only
Waiting, hoarding dust
Enough for the both of us