Of Minor Prophets And Their Prostitute Wives

All the time you were burning my letters
 You were only acting the part
 You think without me you'll get on much better
 But you don't even know your own heart
 Come home, darling
 Come home quickly
 Come home, darling
 All is forgiven, so come home quickly
 I treated you as if you were a princess
 You treated me like a cop
 I gave you boundaries to save you from certain death
 Dangling from the end of the rope
 Come home, darling
 Come home quickly
 Come home, darling
 All is forgiven, so come home quickly
 But your still playing for a love you'll never find
 Outside of these arms of mine
 The whole town is one step behind you
 With the hang man on call
 They've got the judge
 And you're convicted without a plea
 Darling, they will listen to me
 Darling, they will listen to me
 Darling, they will listen to me