Tori Amos - Crucify

Every finger in the room is pointing at me I wanna spit in their faces then I get afraid of what that could bring I got a bowling ball in my stomach I got a desert in my mouth Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now I&been looking for a savior in these dirty streets Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets I&been raising up my hands Drive another nail in just what god needs one more victim Why do we crucify ourselves Every day I crucify myself Nothing I do is good enough for you Crucify myself Every day And my heart is sick of being in chains Got a kick for a dog beggin&for love I gotta have my suffering so that I can have my cross I know a cat named Easter he says Will you ever learn you&just an empty cage girl If you kill the bird I&been looking for a savior... Looking for a savior... I&been raising up my hands... Got enough guilt to start my own religion Please be save me I cry Why do we...