Grace

Don’t hate it because you don’t have it
Don’t judge it because you’re afraid to try it
Don’t hate it because you don’t have it
Don’t judge

I found grace in the club
Don’t know why it used to bring me down
All the dancers were loved,
Beautiful and floated around

That root of evil paid my bills
That root of evil bought the rock on my finger

You get praise like you should
Behind the curtains when you spin around
He’d give you it all if he could
It would put his poor wife in the ground

Blame the art for not disolving
While you’re the one alone and waiting

That root of evil paid my bills
That root of evil bought the rock on my finger
So I can look at it and know we have more than enough,
I’m all yours, it shows, and this was well worth what we gave up

Blame the art for not disolving
While you’re the one alone and waiting

In stone it’s degrading but when you’re signing papers
You’ll be wishing you were still skinny
And becoming his fantasy
Is better than starving

That root of evil paid my bills
That root of evil bought the rock on my finger