I'm neck deep in stupid
Trying to live up to a halo
That doesn't belong to me

My moral compass points North
No matter where I face
Can't tell my head from my ***

Maybe it's that I need
A brand new pair of horns
Because that's a step somewhere

My head was on the chop block
And but for naught but you
Thanks for letting me die

Oh, but you missed a spot.
Shoot me again because
I'm not quite dead yet

So let me burn in hell
While you dance with the angels
It's not like you give a ****

Ten thousand hungry insects
Consume my flesh alive
And you're sipping champagne

But we got backward the ideas
Of Puritan and Libertine
Of hypocrisy and integrity

So when I'm done with you
The hell I send you to
Will feel like heaven

I'll take solace in the fact
That in the end, with all considered,
I won't be crucified alone.