He moved through my house like he already owned the air A bought Hebrew boy and God help me I would stare I ran a whole household with a lifted hand and a word But the one door I knocked on was the one that never heard Here's the cloak still warm where he'd been One thing he left when he wouldn't give in You'll believe a torn hem over anything true So I'll hand you the linen and I'll hand you the view I offered him the softest thing that power ever lends He talked about his god like a wall that never bends Do you know what it is to beg then watch a servant turn I banked the coals down low that night some no's you let them burn Here's the cloak still warm where he'd been One thing he left when he wouldn't give in You'll believe a torn hem over anything true So I'll hand you the linen and I'll hand you the view He tore for the door and the linen came loose in my fist One handful of proof for a crime that never had to exist I called down the hall in the voice they were trained to believe And I handed my husband the cloth like a card up my sleeve You want a monster fine but a monster gets to choose And I chose the version where I wasn't the one to lose They'll paint me for a thousand years as appetite and sin But nobody asks how it feels to be let in then locked out again Here's the cloak still warm where he'd been One thing he left when he wouldn't give in You'll believe a torn hem over anything true And a thousand years later you still do you do It's all in the cloth what they'll never understand The one true thing in the lie right here in my hand
