sunday sheets

i want to be her
sunday sheets
well they leave their scents
go to chapel so you can repent

and while youre at it
leave your keys
im so over it
ready for autumn leaves

white is pure
but your forced her into this
blood stained
"cure"

this isnt enough...
this is too vague...
i know judging is god's job
but you deserve what you gave

you fucked her
told her you loved her
but when her stomach
confessed your sins

you forced another upon her
told her shed be marked with a scarlet 'a'
have she not
kill her baby