Every Finger In The Room Is Pointing At Me
I Wanna Spit In Their Faces Then I Get Afraid Of What That Could Bring
I Got A Bowling Ball In My Stomach I Got A Desert In My Mouth
Figures That My Courage Would Choose To Sell Out Now

I've Been Looking For A Savior In These Dirty Streets
Looking For A Savior Beneath These Dirty Sheets
I've Been Raising Up My Hands
Drive Another Nail In Just What God Needs One More Victim

Why Do We Crucify Ourselves
Every Day
I Crucify Myself
Nothing I Do Is Good Enough For You
Crucify Myself
Every Day
And My Heart Is Sick Of Being In Chains

Got A Kick For A Dog Beggin' For Love
I Gotta Have My Suffering So That I Can Have My Cross
I Know A Cat Named Easter He Says
Will You Ever Learn You're Just An Empty Cage Girl
If You Kill The Bird

I've Been Looking For A Savior...
Looking For A Savior...
I've Been Raising Up My Hands...
Got Enough Guilt To Start My Own Religion
Please Be Save Me
I Cry

Why Do We...