Hide your heart under the bed and lock
your secret drawer. Wash the angels
from your head won't need them anymore.
Love is a demon and you're the one he's
Coming for. Oh my Lord.
He's bringing sweet salvation, let temptation
take him in. He's every fear and every hope
and every single sin. He's the universe the
love you've been imagining, oh my Lord.
Oh my Lord, oh my Lord.
And I am ashes I am Jesus I am precious
Could I be your girl. Could I be your girl.
Put a chair against the door and turn the lights
down low. Write a letter to yourself
noone will ever know. Tell them all about
the girl who just refused to fall. Oh my Lord.
He is the very breath you feel inside your lungs at night
He is the bitter wind who's drying up your appetite
He is the darkness that seeps into your fading light.
Oh my Lord, oh my Lord
I am ashes I am Jesus I am precious could I be
your girl. Could I be your girl. I am worthless
sounds compared to all your perfect words
Could I be your girl Could I be your girl
Wash the angels from your head won't need them
anymore. Hide your heart under the bed and lock
your secret drawer. Love is a demon and you're
the one he's coming for. oh my Lord oh my Lord.
Could I be your girl Could I be your girl.
