And so it seems I will see you once again, in my dreams It's sort of strange You only haunt me when i'm trying to leave you behind Why you always make me a liar? When I'm trying to tell the truth Why you always make me a liar? When I'm trying to tell the truth Jesus, she's a good girl, I don't wanna hurt her The whisperings In the middle of the morn, lick her wrists Upon your words That's still in my slow beating heart, I'm not ashamed Or maybe I In the rising morning light, should be blamed Why you always call me a liar? When I'm trying to tell the truth Why you always call me a liar? When I'm trying to tell the truth Jesus, she's a good girl, I don't wanna hurt her Jesus, she's a good girl, I don't wanna hurt her Jesus, she's a good girl, I don't wanna hurt her Jesus, she's a good girl, I don't wanna hurt her Jesus, she's a good girl, I don't wanna hurt her Jesus, she's a good girl, I don't wanna hurt her Jesus, she's a good girl, I don't wanna hurt her now I don't wanna hurt her now