Here I am on your cross...I’m not Jesus Christ...I’m the guy on his left...
Your right....you’re right...you were always right....
Here I am on your cross...I’m not Jesus Christ...though I wish I had his style...
I’d look good enough to save your soul...you look good enough to make me whole....

Here I am on your cross...I’m not Jesus Christ...though I wish I had his panache...
maybe then I’d understand why I feel this way for you...
It’s the feeling of that unconditional thing...I think they called it...

Love...Love....Love....

Here I am on your cross...I’m not Jesus Christ...I’m the guy who was left...
Left for dead...all I did was steal some heart and stir your soul...
Here I am on your cross...I’m not Jesus Christ...but just like him I got that Judas kiss...
when you kissed me on my right cheek...

and the scar still burns...and the scar still burns...and the scar still burns...
I’m throwing away my scars now....throwing away my scars now...
Throwing away my scars now....
Throwing away my love now...throwing away my love now....
I’m throwing away my...

Love....my Love...my Love...

I’ve given you everything...given you everything... given you everything I am...
Everything I have to give...everything I have to give....everything I ever...

Loved...