It's been years since you saw me You've just been seein' my lesser half Now I'm fadin' to grey I'm fixin' my eyes on your photograph So should we begin? Or should we be friends? I've got a lonely feelin' I'm not on my own I wanna disown Everything I believe in So won't you be My religion? I've got blood on my hands I need you to wash it away It's been too long without me Givin' the gifts you deserve 'Cause prophets did foresee The strange way that all of this hurts So should we pretend That we could be friends? I've got a lonely feelin' I'm down on my luck You covered it up Everything I believe in So won't you be My religion? I've got blood on my hands I need you to wash it away So, won't you be My resurrection? That's my only demand You could be my satisfaction Now that I confessed again Baby I won't be afraid And I won't have all those thoughts again Maybe time will heal my need You might be (Be-eee, be my, be my) You might be (Be-eee, be my, be my) Listen, baby, you might be (Be) You might be (Be my) You might be my (Be my) You might be (Be) You might be, baby, be my (Be my) Be my (Be my)