I can see in your eyes You never felt that way before And you just want to go home A sweet nothing surprise Kissed me twice then out the door And I just want to go home Well it always gets tough When the tough gets going I told you I'd go but The proof ain't showing Well god loves a trier Call yourself Messiah, Down on my knees Saying what's for you Won't go by you Put me on the backburn On the top shelf No devotion, only Waiting, hoarding dust Enough for the both of us Know the secrets you hide You've never said that much before, And you just want me to console, God knows I think you like when I cry It makes you feel like a man I'm sure Still I just want a hand to hold Well it always gets tough When the tough gets going I told you I'd go but The proof ain't showing Well god loves a trier Call yourself Messiah Down on my knees Saying what's for you Won't go by you Put me on the backburn On the top shelf No devotion, only Waiting, hoarding dust Enough for the both of us Better give it up now Cause you said what you said Know that time is a liar When the dust starts to rest You just wanna be adored I put my faith in something more Put me on the backburn On the top shelf No devotion, only Waiting, hoarding dust Enough for the both of us So put me on the backburn On the top shelf No devotion, only Waiting, hoarding dust Enough for the both of us So I put you On the backburn On the top shelf No devotion, only Waiting, hoarding dust Enough for the both of us