Testo 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 sing 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

no-one 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.



And 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 hair won't need them

anymore. Hide your heart under the bed and lock

your secret drawer. Love is the 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.