Nailed

By the gold light of your halo, I wanna nail you

Give you loving and devotion that won't ever fail you

Wanna run my mouth over your wounds and loaf on the ground

And the holes in your hands and your feet, they help to nail you down

Nail you down

Nailed

Nailed

Nailed

They made you, Christ, to get you nailed

When you hover in the night like a holy vision

With the crimson and the purple of your incision

Wanna run my fingers through your hair and over your pale skin

On the fringe, shit, Jesus Christ, man, you sure wanna nail him

Get you nailed

Nailed

Nailed

Nailed

They made you, Christ, to get you nailed

He died for me

Died for no one else

He died for no one

And he'd see and complain

Of the sweet and the subtle pain

And your heart is left out naked and exposed

I wish that you had left more to the eye

And I can't find the words to say I love you

And why and why and why and why and why, ha

Nailed

Nailed

Nailed

It's just a fight to get you nailed

They sent you, Christ, to get you nailed, oh