The Object of My Affection
Your Hypocrite

Can you see my hypocrisy?  No?
That's because you can't see behind closed doors
Or in my head.
Give me sex, give me porn--
And I'll show you abstinence.
Show it all on a movie screen, in a magazine--
And I'll give you a demeaning look for wearing tight jeans.
Give me hate, give me noise--
And I'll show you love and peace.
Hear it all on the radio, on a TV show--
And I'll roll my eyes when you stroll by.

Can you see my hypocrisy?  Yes?
That's because you see the man in me
And not my God.
Give me hope, give me Christ--
And I'll show you a real man.
See it all in his loving eyes, in his hands and sides--
And I'll bow down at his nail-scarred feet.
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