Jann Arden Could I Be Your Girl
Hide your heart under the bed and lock your secret drawer. Wash the angels from your head won't need them anymore. Love is a demon and you're the one he's Coming for. Oh my Lord. He's bringing sweet salvation, let temptation take him in. He's every fear and every hope and every single sin. He's the universe the love you've been imagining, oh my Lord. Oh my Lord, oh my Lord. And I am ashes I am Jesus I am precious Could I be your girl. Could I be your girl. Put a chair against the door and turn the lights down low. Write a letter to yourself noone will ever know. Tell them all about the girl who just refused to fall. Oh my Lord. He is the very breath you feel inside your lungs at night He is the bitter wind who's drying up your appetite He is the darkness that seeps into your fading light. Oh my Lord, oh my Lord I am ashes I am Jesus I am precious could I be your girl. Could I be your girl. I am worthless sounds compared to all your perfect words Could I be your girl Could I be your girl Wash the angels from your head won't need them anymore. Hide your heart under the bed and lock your secret drawer. Love is a demon and you're the one he's coming for. oh my Lord oh my Lord. Could I be your girl Could I be your girl.
