God only knows why we were born to burn! If God is my witness, he'll see that all is not well Christ, what a sight for sore eyes Looking down on us, all the children that you despise God only knows why we were born to burn! A bullet in the neck doesn't feel much like love A message of rejection, sent from above No flags, no holy books I'll be in hell with the misunderstood The sons and daughters that you wished to forget A desperate picture of God's regret Are we perfect mistakes or almighty fuck-ups? One thing's for sure— He doesn't fucking love us! He doesn't fucking love us! Hate— must weigh on you like a broken cross Hate— the dividing line we'll never step across Outcast and reject! Father, Father, how I've let you down A fucking tyrant in a hollow crown