[Intro]
Ken, I fucking hate you

[Verse]
Why doesn't God fucking talk to me at all?
I think he does, but I can't read his mixed signals
I need to know if I am on the right road
'Cause I just wanna wrap my fucking car around a light pole
Lately, I've been dealing with some thoughts
And I don't know how to feel man
Save me, I been calling out to you, or am I talking to the ceiling?
I don't wanna leave another voicemail anymore
God, I really wanna get to know you even more
All I know right now is what I think and that's just not enough
All this pain is adding up, I'm so sick of fucking up