Martyr's Wife şarkı sözleri

I'm dating a boy named Jesus His mother, Mary's sacred Piety undiluted I behold a future Stuck in his palms and back His feet and thorned wreath, oh He sees things I don't see He lives most dangerously A martyr's wife I'll be I'm dating a boy named Jesus He talks in metaphors He is a public nuisance Disaster is his future And I tell him so But he says: I know Mary glory doth await On this world I can't stay As they took him away God created irony To play mind games with you I don't get the logic in Nailing your son's hands and feet to a beam God created irony And I guess I'll have to settle for A metaphor for what kind of like I should lead I dated a boy named Jesus And though he's not here now He calls me from the clouds His burden is our future Stuck in his palms and back His feet and thorned wreath Oh, when he comes back someday He's raving mad, they'll say And they'll treat him the same way