Of Minor Prophets

And all the time you were burning my letters

You were only acting the part

You think without me you'll get on much better

But you don't even know your own heart

Come home, darling

Come home quickly

Come home, darling

All is forgiven

So come home with me

I treated you as if you were a princess

You treated me like a cop

I gave you boundaries to save you from certain death

Dangling from the end of a rope

Come home, darling

Come home quickly

Come home, darling

All is forgiven

So come home quickly

But you're still playing

For a love you'll never find

Outside these arms of mine

The hotel is one step behind you

With the hangman on call

They've got the judge and you're convicted without a plea

But darling, they will listen to me

Darling, they will listen to me

And darling, won't you listen to me