Lyrics Wolverine - Jerusha Rai

WOLVERINE

The sun sets and the curtains fall
I lie down and i bend his will
I let my body do the talking
Just for a night of cheap, cheap thrill
Just for a man who promised much
And has done so very little

Though my feet be set upon
Your royal mighty hill
And though my hands be reeking of
Your hundred dollar bills
Even when my cup runs over
I won't have had my fill

And through the night i hear him call
No bottomless pit is too deep for me
I feel the whip, the nails, the thorns
I hear my brothers and sisters weep
Now there's this sign against my wall
Says grace is free but is not cheap