Is it a thoughtless wonder?
Like a train of thunder.
Is it a burden brought out?
That's been hidden and dusted off.
Is it a holy cross on Sabbath day?
When it's sin instead of heaven you pray.
It's not me that's wanting you,
no lie I tell the truth.
Is it the lost soul that you search of?
When you feel a need to be loved.
Well it's not me, no no it's not me wanting you.
No lie I tell you the truth.
It's not me caught up in your web,
as you try to take my soul to bed.
It's never going to be me waiting in the dark.
So try and find another victim's heart.