Don't Tell God - God Street Wine
The sun fell though the bedroom window
On a teenage bed she lowered her head
She thought back to long ago before she was led
Stripped of all the life she'd know
On a teenage bed she lowered her head
A key turned in the front door and she fled
A schoolboys threat that beat her mind
She closed her eyes to fantasize
Wishing for a man who would never cry
Another day to put behind
She closed her eyes to fantasize
Wishing she could shrink to half her size
At the end of the day
When she doesn't want to play
He picks up the knife
To take his life
He looks to the sky
But he don't know what to say
'Cause he's too young
He's to young to pray
Don't tell God
What I'm trying to do to you
Don't tell God
Cause he won't believe
He won't believe it's true
The sun fell through the bedroom window
In his bed he'd have to beg
How could she understand what was in his head
Did he care for friend or foe
In his bed he'd have to beg
He deserved what he got her clothes he shed
Alone he was in this world
He took his prize till satisfied
No one understood where he lied
His life had not begun
He took his prize till satisfied
He waited for someone to call from outside
And when she goes away
He don't know what to say
An empty threat was lost
So the knife he tossed
He dropped to his knees
He reached out to the air
But he's too young
He's too young to care
Don't tell God
What I'm trying to do to you
Don't tell God
Cause he won't believe
He won't believe it's true
And when she goes away
He don't know what to say
An empty threat was lost
So the knife he tossed
He dropped to his knees
He reached out to the air
But he's too young
He's too young to care
Don't tell God
What I'm trying to do to you
Don't tell God
Cause he won't believe
He won't believe it's true
Cause he won't believe
He won't believe it's true
Cause he won't believe
He won't believe it's true
