Sweet Religion

Sweet religion

Heard you're living in a glass house

So, why throwing stones at each other?

To be praying on your knees at night

Oh, sweet religion

You must be perfectly blind

You pray with eyes wide open

After telling me all those lies (after telling me all those lies)

Dirty fingers pointing at my sins

To chase away those demons

Covering my wings

For my own good

But I really wish you knew how little I care (I care)

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh

Accepting all my flaws

I can't make you love me but I know He will