I Wanted the Real Thing

I wanna talk with God

I wanted the real thing

I wanna grasp at straws

I wanted the real thing

I wanted the real thing

I wanted the real thing

I wanted the real thing

I wanna talk with God

I know my own desires

I wanted the real thing

I know I'll talk for hours

I wanted the real thing

I wanted the real thing

I wanted the real thing

I wanted the real thing

I know I'll talk for hours

I saw the mirrors broken strands again

A spiders webbing loosely woven in

The time to glue the falling cracks ran thin

The steam from in the room will surely win