favorite

oh lie, i thought you were golden, i thought you were wise, caught you returning, to the house you caught fire, but i know that i was your favorite, and i said amen, wise, found favorin' heaven, and i at your side, but i never felt sorry, for those shimmering lies, when i laid down and cried, i was faking, and i said amen, last night i dreamt, that i hit a deer with my car, blood from his heart, spilled out onto my dress and was warm, he begged me to follow, but legions of sorrow defied me, oh lie, i thought you were golden, i thought you were wise, when i caught you returning, to the house you caught fire, but i know that i'm your favorite, and i said "amen", oh favorite, and i said amen