Lyrics Don't Judas Me - Michael Patrick Kelly

Don't Judas Me

It’s a greedy road you’re taking
Why can’t you see the dead end street
How I wish your blind eyes would open
It’s a needy friend you’re trading
For a pocket of cash that you can’t eat
How can you kiss me with such lies unspoken
So I grieve, so much grief
Don’t do this
Don’t Judas me
Don’t do this to me
It’s an ugly scene you’re making
Why did you have to be a creep
No more if this, now your eyes have woken
So I grieve, so much grief
Don’t do this
Don’t Judas me
Don’t do this to me
Grieve, grief
Don’t do this to me