Palm Sunday

Palm fronds Sunday

Then crucify him next week

Full of pride Monday

I've given up sweets

Sacrificing my sugar high

To commune with God

Don't pray, don't even try

It's just myself I care to laud

Palm fronds Sunday

Dipped in the blood of next week

I'll begin driving nails Monday

Telling lies while I watch what I eat

Thinking about my sugar high

Resenting the God

Don't think to love him, don't even try

It's just myself I care to laud

Putting my palm frond down

Staring at the blood on my own hands

Just a few drops, not enough to drown

Surely God could understand

Palm fronds Sunday

Then crucify him next week

Look at myself on Monday

I can't look at the one I beat

It's his gaze I cannot meet
It's his gaze I cannot meet