"You on my doorstep

h.u.n.g.r.y.

Lips on mine before you're even in the door

Pushing the love you always

w.i.t.h.h.e.l.d.

Even when I begged for your salvation

So in true faith, I just walked away

A bitter

Madonna

With her middle finger raised

But

You locked the door with rain-drenched hands

And

Said I belonged to you.

'Even Christ couldn't save me now.'"

5/17/2006 11:32am