So Long Forgotten Harlot
[Intro (Continued from Pilgrim)]
Is for the birds
[Verse 1]
If for all I care you could be an angel
Lying upon a flower
I'd still reach the mighty heavens
To desecrate your wings
[Chorus]
I hold this gift far enough from your past
To keep your begging hands
See I know the formula
For getting what I want
[Verse 2]
But it's all the same
And it's where I belong
And I, I made quite a mess of things
But if it's innocent
Than it's where I belong
Well I surely, made a mess of it
But it's all the same
And it's it right where I belong
Oh we made quite a mess of things
[Bridge]
And I'm everything you want
All you held out for
Is this what it was
All you held out for
Oh harlot, pure of heart
Pure of heart, well is this passion compassion
Press on, press on, press on
We, we will press on
