Favorite

oh, lie
I thought you were golden
I thought you were wise
caught you returning
to the house you caught fire
but I know that I was your favorite
and I said amen

wise, found favorin' heaven
and I at your side
but I never felt sorry
for those shimmering lies
when I laid down and cried
I was faking
and I said amen

last night I dreamt
that I hit a deer with my car
blood from his heart
spilled out onto my dress and was warm
he begged me to follow
but legions of sorrow defied me

oh, lie
I thought you were golden
I thought you were wise
when I caught you returning
to the house you caught fire
but I know that I'm your favorite
and I said amen
oh, favorite
and I said amen