Hey Sandra Testo

Hey Sandra, you should know 'love' is nothing to hold on to.15 minutes in a hurried frenzy leaves your lover now your enemy.
Hey Sandra, you could give it away in the backseat of a Mercedes.
With your shining cross draped across your chest, and a half crashed boy.
Hey Sandra, and if the man comes.
Will you throw up your hands?
Will you bite your thumb?
Or will you give yourself back over to God.
And pop the lid, behind your holy facade.
Hey Sandra, your eyes avoid me.
Are you sorry for how you hurt me? You still haven't asked for my forgiveness, you church twisting hypocrite.
Well fret not my dear, there's no reason.
My wounds have healed, now I bear my scars like a shield.