The Cross

Hey, do you remember me
I finally found the strength to face
The pain you made me feel
I always held my tongue
And all the things you've done to me
Are secrets to reveal

I'll never let you do this to someone else
No I could never live with myself

How dare you use my shame
To play your wicked games
With the mask you're wearing
And now you gotta make amends
For the demons in my head
I'll nail you to the cross
The cross I'm bearing

You, you said you'd save my soul
And sacrificed the innocence
That I will never know
Now it's time that you confess
They say the devil doesn't rest
Until the truth is told

I'll never let you do this to someone else
No I could never live with myself

How dare you use my shame
To play your wicked games
With the mask you're wearing
And now you gotta make amends
For the demons in my head
I'll nail you to the cross
The cross I'm bearing
The cross I'm bearing

I believed in love
I believed in trust
I believed in you
You became my God
I believed in love
I believed in trust

I was young and so naive
You were God and I believed
You made me kneel
You made me feel
Like it was all my fault
But now I know it wasn't mine at all

How dare you use my shame
To play your wicked game
You gotta make amends
For the demons in my head
You held me down in chains
And made me take the blame
I'll nail you to the cross

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