Joan of Arc

Pop culture is a real bad boyfriend Got his hands around my neck He's saying I'm into it Love that thin can only exist If I make myself sick And I'm sick of it I can be my Joan of Arc I can hold this heavy heart There's no way to get through it un-singed But I look where I've been And know I was born for this My body will become holy ground And when I feel surrounded I'll fight for it I can be my Joan of Arc I can hold this heavy heart I can be my Joan of arc I can hold this heavy heart Shame poured from the crack in the refrigerator door It wet the tile in pale light Slick and sugary She washed her feet in it Ragе crimsoned the pool And she wantеd more