Of Minor Prophets And Their Prostitute Wives Lyrics - Pedro The Lion

All the time you were burning my letters 

You were only acting the part 

You think without me you'll get on much better 

But you don't even know your own heart 

Come home, darling 

Come home quickly 

Come home, darling 

All is forgiven, so come home quickly 

I treated you as if you were a princess 

You treated me like a cop 

I gave you boundaries to save you from certain death 

Dangling from the end of the rope 

Come home, darling 

Come home quickly 

Come home, darling 

All is forgiven, so come home quickly 

But your still playing for a love you'll never find 

Outside of these arms of mine 

The whole town is one step behind you 

With the hang man on call 

They've got the judge 

And you're convicted without a plea 

Darling, they will listen to me 

Darling, they will listen to me 

Darling, they will listen to me