"Your Eyes Betray Your Guilt" lyrics

Preacherman, pray for me tonight
I wasn't born with teeth but I still bite
I'm only fine by proxy, it's just me and you and oxy
Speaking freely like confession is my right

But it's not
I got caught
Not a thought
Inside my head is sin and lead
My blood belongs in your blind spot

Preacherman, can you feel the heat?
Do you pray instead for a life that's elite?
Sunday's got me silent, sitting pretty, proud and violent
And there's someone named a vice in your backseat

But he's not
That love is bought
Think there's a shot of something more in your four by four
Liquid diet, dying quiet, it's a lot

My body's aching
I'm for the taking
Like fine china I am breaking
Don't drop me

Preacherman, practicing a plea
Say you got an answer, they don't agree
Hiding in a ceiling, to have hope it takes some healing
But without a promise, there's no guarantee

Still you're not
Guess you forgot
Get what you got, and don't complain but in your brain
There's something stirring up the pot

My body's aching
I'm for the taking
Like fine china I am breaking
Don't drop me

Don't drop me
Please stop me
Do you copy?
Do you copy?

This weight is crushing, crying, think I'm dying
Soul and skin, my toothless grin

I'm watching, waiting, love's frustrating
Can't get by so relocate your win
Before I give in

My body's aching
I'm for the taking
Like fine china I am breaking
Don't drop me