Текст песни Don't Judas Me - Michael Patrick Kelly

It′s a greedy road you're taking
Why can′t you see the dead end street
How I wish your blind eyes would open
It's a needy friend you're trading
For a pocket of cash that you can′t eat
How can you kiss me with such lies unspoken
So I grieve, so much grief
Don′t do this
Don't Judas me
Don′t do this to me
It's an ugly scene you′re making
Why did you have to be a creep
No more of this, now your eyes have woken
So I grieve, so much grief
Don't do this
Don′t Judas me
Don't do this to me
Grieve, grief
Don't do this to me