Plastic Palms and Savior Love

Intro

Oh

No

No

Chorus

He loves me

Yeah the savior loves me

Even when I spit at the sky

Even when I look him in the eye

And tell him he is a lie

He loves me

Still the martyr loves me

Verse 1

Plastic palms in the rain

Bleeding on a golden chain

Broken glass under my feet

Dancing down a hollow street

I burn the pages one by one

Hiding from a dead sun

Pre-Chorus

No wings

No halo

Just white bone

Below

Watching me crawl

Through it all

Chorus

He loves me

Yeah the savior loves me

Even when I spit at the sky

Even when I look him in the eye

And tell him he is a lie

He loves me

Still the martyr loves me

Verse 2

Stitches pull across my mouth

Silence heading for the south

A bitter taste upon the tongue

Air is heavy in my lung

Cruel hands in a velvet glove

Choking on that perfect love

Pre-Chorus

No wings

No halo

Just white bone

Below

Watching me crawl

Through it all

Bridge

Tearing out the roots

Shiny black boots

Marching through the garden

Waiting for a pardon

I am not your lamb

Do you see what I am

Chorus

He loves me

Yeah the savior loves me

Even when I spit at the sky

Even when I look him in the eye

And tell him he is a lie

He loves me

Still the martyr loves me