Caught In The Wheel

Lay your sentence on me, my judge
I shot the goddess in the knees
I waved my gun right between her thighs
and now she doesn’t have to kneel
and she’s free from herself
but I’m caught in the wheel
The tears I shed were diseased to touch
meant for her sterile world to heal
I tore each string right off her box
but there was nothing to reveal
and she’s free from herself
but I’m caught in the wheel
She’s free from herself
but I’m caught in the wheel