I have a disease
Stupid me
How could I be
She went to a doctor
She was waiting on the news of death
Hoping he'd lie
He settled too late
As he broke another promise
Weeping begging her care
Fornication
Fornicated
Well I have a disease
I had to plea
That it was ceased
Well I have a disease
I had to plea
That it was ceased
When all was figured
I had just enough time to lay
And look above
Will you come with me
To look above the stars
And see if there's a cure
Fornication
Fornicated
Well I have a disease
I had to plea
That it was ceased
Well I have a disease
I had to plea
That it was ceased
I have a disease
I had to plea
That it was ceased
Well I have a disease
I had to plea
That it was ceased