Wish You Dead

I ran up to the preacher's house When the voice in my head had gotten too loud He reached on out and pat my head Said honey, "That's a place that we've all been" Then he said "Bow your head now And say your prayers loud" So I took my troubles through my new days While they stood by the front of my mind's gate Waiting on when they'd be let out They kept yelling "A woman scorned shouldn't be held down" So I'll bow my head now And say my prayers loud Cause I won't find the peace in my head With memories and sins I can't forgive So I don't care what the preacher says Yeah I still wish you dead So I'll bow my head again now And say my prayers loud Cause I won't find the peace in my head With memories and sins I can't forgive So I don't care what the preacher says Yeah I still wish you dead I'll never act on these things But if thoughts could kill it would be your last day