Why worry about the splinters when you're nailed to the cross?

Why focus on the bruises when you're dying from blood loss?

Crucify me over and over again

You lie to me over and over again

I tell myself we're always gonna be good friends

Then you crucify me over and over and over and over again

Jesus is my moniker, Judas is my claim

He climbed inside my open mouth and put poison in my brain

He talks with me when you're asleep, fills me with rage and makes me weep

I dance the sorrow dance alone, waiting for you to come back home

Crucify me over and over again

You lie to me over and over again

I tell myself we're always gonna be good friends

Then you crucify me over and over and over and over again

Jesus is my moniker, Judas is my claim

He climbed inside my open mouth and put poison in my brain

He talks with me when you're asleep, fills me with rage and makes me weep

I dance the sorrow dance alone, waiting for you to come back home

Crucify me over and over again

You lie to me over and over again

I tell myself we're always gonna be good friends

Then you crucify me over and over and over and over again

There's an echo of light inside of me that I must sacrifice to God

I don't remember, which one is he? He's never done his fucking job