Every finger in the room
Is pointing at me
I wanna spit in their faces
Then I get afraid of what that could bring
I got a bowling ball in my stomach
I got a desert in my mouth
Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now

I've been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
I've been raising up my hands
Drive another nail in
Just what God needs
One more victim

Why do we
 [bad word] ourselves
Every day
I [bad word] myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
 [bad word] myself
Every day
I [bad word] myself
And my heart is sick of being
And my heart is sick of being in chains
Chains

Got a kick for a dog
Beggin' for Love
I gotta have my suffering
So that I can have my cross
I know a cat named Easter
He says will you ever learn
You're just an empty cage girl
If you kill the bird

I've been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
I've been raising up my hands
Drive another nail in 
Got enough guilt to start
My own religion

Why do we
 [bad word] ourselves
Every day
I [bad word] myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
 [bad word] myself
Every day
I [bad word] myself
And my heart is sick of being
And my heart is sick of being in chains

Please be
Save me
I cry

Looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
I've been raising up my hands
Drive another nail in
Where are those angels
When you need them

Why do we [bad word] ourselves
Every day I [bad word] myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
 [bad word] myself
Every day I [bad word] myself
And my heart is sick of being
And my heart is sick of being in chains

Why do we ...
... Chains ...
 [bad word] ourselves
Everyday

Never going back again
 [bad word] myself again
You know
Never going back again to
 [bad word] myself
Everyday