Concrete and stained glass, a cage with no key

You stand at the altar, pretending you're free

I sit in the shadows, your name on my tongue

A prayer that was never allowed to be sung

My wrists still remember the burn of the lie

That loving you, boy, means learning to die

So meet me in the dark where the candles don't lie

Where the cross on my skin and the tears in your eyes

Are the only confession we'll ever need

Is this heresy?

Is this heresy?

To want you in a house that was built to erase

Every heart that dares to beat out of place

Let them call it sin — I don't care what they see

You're the only prayer that ever saved me