Father asks you where you’ve been You tell him and he tells you “sin” He tells you what you think of him Father asks you where you’ve been You tell him and he tells you “sin” He tells you what you think of him But you don’t think of him
Saint Heloise you’re not the only one Just the only one who knows There are things you just can’t let show
Saint Heloise, you’re not the only one Just the only one who knows The hidden things you just can’t let go
Tell me where the pain resides A bully’s fist, a teacher’s pride Wound him with impassive eyes He knows his wasted life