Paroles: Matt Nathanson. Don't Worship Me.

Don't worship me, I'm not what you need
My words are my words, nothing more
I love and hate just like you
I'm beautiful and weak just like you

I worship too
But disciples are such useless vessels
Empty and scarred and ready to receive

I'm here on my soapbox, listen to me
No, I'm here on my tip toes -- push me

Don't try to fuck me or conquer me
Just see me, I'm beautiful and weak just like you