Charcoal Spit

Oh father
Can you hear me?
I'm all alone on a Friday night
And it holds me tight I'm losing

I stayed up
Are you listening?
Is it worth the time to make it right
I wanna fight this feeling

But it feels so good
The way he hates us
I'm convinced it's love without the fun
Of a loaded gun in my hands

Should I pray to you
To save me from this?
My wings are clipped charcoal spit
I swear I'd quit if I could

My heart is in your hands
A lamb for your heart
Following the word hurts
And breaks it all apart

Hold me in the water
Wash my soul clean
Take me to the altar
Pray I'll never burn again