My Religion

It’s been years since you saw me
You’ve just been seein' my lesser half
Now I’m fadin' to grey
I’m fixin' my eyes on your photograph
So should we begin?
Or should we be friends?
I’ve got a lonely feelin'
I’m not on my own
I wanna disown
Everything I believe in
So won’t you be
My religion?
I’ve got blood on my hands
I need you to wash it away
It’s been too long without me
Givin' the gifts you deserve
'Cause prophets did foresee
The strange way that all of this hurts
So should we pretend
That we could be friends?
I’ve got a lonely feelin'
I’m down on my luck
You covered it up
Everything I believe in
So won’t you be
My religion?
I’ve got blood on my hands
I need you to wash it away
So, won’t you be
My resurrection?
That’s my only demand
You could be my satisfaction
Now that I confessed again
Baby I won’t be afraid
And I won’t have all those thoughts again
Maybe time will heal my need
You might be (Be-eee, be my, be my)
You might be (Be-eee, be my, be my)
Listen, baby, you might be (Be)
You might be (Be my)
You might be my (Be my)
You might be (Be)
You might be, baby, be my (Be my)
Be my (Be my)