Eve’s in the garden weaving clothing out of fig leaves.
She is hiding in the bushes till her father passes by.
She is hiding and ashamed because her lover didn’t want her
She’s ashamed because her body made him turn away and hide.
Look at Delilah; she is standing on the corner.
She is selling tricks for pennies, watching strangers pass her by.
She is selling tricks for pennies, ‘cuz her lover didn’t want her
Doing tricks for jilted men who never look her in the eye.
She is just 15 and living with the man who paid her father
With her husband and his servant, who’s arrested for her shame.
She is living with her husband ‘cuz her lover didn’t want her
And her husband would have killed her if he knew she was to blame.
Jezebel is trying to attain the king’s affection.
She’s seducing him with vineyards to appease his childish games.
She’s seducing him with vineyards, cuz her lover didn’t want her.
Watching for him in her window is her stoic, painted face.
Vashti looks so plain without her crown upon her forehead.
She is fleeing from the country where her kingdom slipped away.
She is fleeing from the country where her lover didn’t want her
From the country where a queen refused to be put on display.
A pillar stands forever watching over wretched Sodom
She will stand forever grieving for the price they had to pay.
She will stand forever grieving ‘cuz her Lover didn’t want her
Always wishing righteous women had been counted on that day.