Even Jesus Couldn't Love You Songtext
von Lord Cut-Glass

Down the table in the hallway I found you sweating
With your hair all flat like my doormat
I could give you what you wanted, but you could not afford the price
′Cause like my lust you run away, and in your heart there is no pain
And your dreams are spent like next months on cocaine pills and tack

Oh, yeah, you're a nimble nobody, you shouted from the window ledge
And I laughed like a dog with glee
Honestly you are not tempting, your days of charm were years ago
And likely cursed you