Sit in your church and pray, man, pray.
Convince your god, yourself, your wife and kids
That no... of course I didn't do that.
Tell the cops, the social workers, the police.
No, it never happened, I'm not like that.
Tell yourself and think, man, think.
I've always been a good Christian
but know what you did.
I've always helped others,
I took her into my house for pete's sake.
Play your guitar and sing, man, sing.
Drown out the voice of your conscience
How could you do that to a child?
But she's a Black Magic Woman and
she's trying to make a devil out of me~
Look at this and read, man, read.
You told them I was never alone with you in the house.
You told them that you never touched me or made me touch you.
You told them I was a liar, a storyteller, a troubled child.
Look into your wife's eyes, let untruth slither from your mouth.
You may have escaped conviction,
you may have saved face,
you may have shoved what you did
into the deepest, darkest part of your mind,
but it's there and it's not leaving.
So sit in your church and pray, man, pray
that your god doesn't really exist
because hell's fire is burning for you.
And even if there is no god
The truth will always come out.
When I was younger, I was molested by a family member over a period of four or five years. I waited six years to tell someone and it ended up flipping my life upside down and backwards. He didn't go to jail because there wasn't any evidence. If you are in any situation like that, please don't keep it a secret. Tell someone who is in a place to do something because people like this shouldn't be allowed to go free while we suffer in silence.