I was dragging your face around the floor
  Somebody's boot heel in your mouth
  Scars of cigarettes buds on your tongue
  These are the things you loved me for
  
  Found a young boy down by the dockside
  Lying half-in
  Half-out of the water
  Had a leather facing nailed to his head
  Left his little soul away
  Back in that bed
  Jesus loves all little children (x2)
  
  I broke a large bottle on the edge of your cranium
  You stared there
  Smiling at eyes of oblivion
  I sent you down to spending your damn deliria
  When you began screaming
  I spat in your mouth
  I kissed you so tenderly
  Thinking about
  Yes, these are the things you loved me for
  These are the things you loved me for
  
  But God will never see you in the bowels of the building
  For the ever righteous angel will know what your feeling
  He'll find you
  Seek you nevertheless
  Running petroleum all over your legs
  The hymn that he sing won't be forgiveness
  The hymn that he sing won't be of love
  Angels are immune to love and desire
  You reach down slowly to the gut of the fire
  The smell of the sin (x3)
  The smell of the glory
  These are the things you loved me for (x5)