Текст песни Child Of Cain

Paint my Sistine Chapel white On my couch all night Show me love In whatever way it comes to you As long as you hold me tight I know your father hurt you You say that's why God gave you me You say I make it a little better You say I make you happy You say it with your fingers clenched Wrapped tight around my neck 'Cause that's what love means to you And I asked for it I guess Oh oh Beautiful, sweet, child of Cain All you know is how to feel and how to deal Out pain I take my mother's scissors Carve your name into my chest 'Cause I think you're so amazing 'Cause I think that you're the best And the way you hurt me softly Brings back such sweet memories Of how the angels in my room and I Would play when I was three And if I try hard as I can I think that I can make believe That what we have is really love 'Cause what else could it even be? It'd be impossible to live Without you here with me And it doesn't even matter That with or without you, I can't breathe Oh oh Beautiful, sweet, child of Cain All you know is how to feel and how to deal Out pain