JUDAS (Acoustic)

On my grimy dresser there is a bottle of blue pills

Every morning I put one beneath my tongue and hold it still

Mary has left me a note that there's breakfast on the stove

But she wakes up early next to John, and all the eggs are cold

Then Jesus comes to me again and grinning lifts his shirt

I trace the scars upon his chest, that his virgin birth

Had led him to, he was in a bind but he embraced the sacred

God knew his face and held it but it still didn't save him

And I see far horizons where the lambs lie with the lions but

There are poppies growing over where my friends are lying