Go ahead
Throw your knees on the ground
Fold your hands in your lap
and tell me when your prayers
fix your wicked life
and maybe your god above
will send you a wakeup call
That the evil in your eyes
and the hatred in your words
isn't so saint like now is it
So tell me again
Is that cross on your neck
going to make you decide
not to gun down my confidence tomorrow?
Or is it really just a mask
to hide your cynical intent
Because a girl with good "faith"
can be nothing but good right?
a.m.