Hoje sinto-me assim... parte 3

Every finger in the room
Is pointing at me
I wanna spit in their faces
Then i get afraid what that could bring
I got a bowling ball in my stomach
I got a desert in my mouth
Figures that my courage
Would choose to sell out now

I've been looking for a savior
In these dirty streets
Looking for a savior
Beneath these dirty sheets
I've been raising up my hands
Drive another nail in
Just what God needs
One more victim

Why do we crucify ourselves
Every day I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself
Every day I crucify myself
And my heart is sick of being
In chains

Got a kick for a dog
Beggin' for love
I gotta have my suffering
So that I can have my cross
I know a cat named easter
He says will you ever learn
You're just an empty cage girl
If you kill the bird

I've been looking for a savior
In these dirty streets
Looking for a savior
Beneath these dirty sheets
I've been raising up my hands
Drive another nail in
Got enough guilt to start
My own religion

Why do we crucify ourselves
Every day I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself
Every day I crucify myself
And my heart is sick of being in chains

Please be
Save me
I cry

Looking for a savior
In these dirty streets
Looking for a savior
Beneath these dirty sheets
I've been raising up my hands
Drive another nail in
Where are those angels
When you need them

Why do we crucify ourselves
Every day I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself
Every day I crucify myself
And my heart is sick of being
In chains


"Crucify"
Lyrics by Tori Amos