Jesus, She`s A Good Girl

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 Jesus, she's a good girl I don't want to hurt her The whisperings In the middle of the morn Liquor rests Upon your words But still in my slow beating heart I'm not ashamed Oh 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 Jesus, she's a good girl I don't want to hurt her