Two

She is slipping back
And she senses a difference
She will make it harder for me
Then she'll have no one to forgive

She whispers
Two hates
Two deaths
Now she's two wants
At dawn

She has two hates
She gives to keep me
She joins her lover
And she neglects me

She will cheer me
And give a foul look from her eyes
She pretends she always had hate
But she needs me to stay within

Well, she's too early
Today
To pull a present from
out of the dark

She's two
And she's the difference
She gives to let go of every one
Let go of every one

Two

She's gone there for blame
She's gone to bury the living
She hasn't gone there to pretend to be Judas
For a reveller up her skirt

She will tell too little
less than a little
She took my everything
Now it's none she has

She's two
And she's the difference
She heals every one, now she'll do it again

She whispers

Hate is a church
Hate the lower act of God
Hate is a church
Hate the lower act of God

She tells me to leave
Now she makes me beg
But can she be letting go
Of something she hasn't
Now the nothing she's got is love?

Two hates
Two waters
Two deaths
She has not what she should not

Two deaths
Without any one
Mothers
Sisters

Two deaths, and she is identical
She gives to let go of every one

Let go of every one
Two