Hey now I 

Call you baby when you suffer

Like me, don’t you?

Pale, wild eyes

Motions up from that white mirror

Line after line

Find my way back from outta here

Ain’t it funny how we let things slide?

Dear God

I am anything but hateful

In spite of you

I am humble

Yeah, I’m grateful

Hey Now I

See that fire rise from carpet

Torched rage from you

Veiled hatred lies

At the bottom of that ocean

You’d let me swim until I die

Find my way back from outta here

Ain’t it funny how we let things slide?

Find my way back from outta here.

Ain’t it funny how we let it fall?

Dear God

I am anything from hateful

In spite of you

I am humble

Yeah, I’m grateful 

Dear God

I am anything from hateful

In spite of you

I am humble

Yeah, I’m grateful 

Blood upon the ceiling 

Wash what you can 

While every stain gets stronger

Every stain gets larger  

For what?

Dear God

I am anything from hateful

In spite of you

I am humble

Yeah, I’m grateful