Don't Judas Me - Michael Patrick Kelly

It’s a greedy road you’re taking

Why can’t you see the dead end street

How I wish your blind eyes would open

It’s a needy friend you’re trading

For a pocket of cash that you can’t eat

How can you kiss me with such lies unspoken

So I grieve, so much grief

Don’t do this

Don’t Judas me

Don’t do this to me

It’s an ugly scene you’re making

Why did you have to be a creep

No more if this, now your eyes have woken

So I grieve, so much grief

Don’t do this

Don’t Judas me

Don’t do this to me

Grieve, grief

Don’t do this to me