If I make it to heaven

I may be as bloody as hell.

Would you still take me?

I'm afraid that you might say,

"Depart from me, I never knew you."



I'm in the wrong body.

I'm in the wrong body.

I'm in the wrong body.

I must have stumbled in.



All the love I want to give,

Gets caught between every rib.

What does that make me?

I have good intentions,

But no exit for them to come out right through.



I'm in the wrong body.

I'm in the wrong body.

I'm in the wrong body.

I must have stumbled in.