I woke up thinking:
God is real, but against us
Pray for what you don't want
Reverse theology

I'll pray for freedom
Because no matter how much I say I want it
I'm still getting led around by a cigarette
Or anger or fear

Take your pick
I don't give a shit
And I wish it weren't true
But to get free we have to start with what's true I think

[Chorus]
And if I have to tell you that what's real is terrible
Maybe you're in the wrong place
If I have to tell you that what's true is terrible
Maybe you're in the wrong place

Because I've done horrible things to wonderful people
I've let horrible people stay living
I've looked my family in the eye and told them:
"Leave me to die, or I'll make you sorry you didn't."
I've stolen from people who didn't deserve it
I've not helped people who did
I've turned away when I knew I made a mistake
Instead of dealing with it

I've wasted good chances I've had in this life
That other people won't even get
I put off setting things right with Andy
And now he's dead

But if we can stay one inch this side of dying
The most terrible things we can imagine can happen
And our breath will carry us forward
When we don't have the strength to carry ourselves

And we'll get another chance at not spreading misery
At least for today

[Chorus]
And If I have to tell you that we are beautiful
Maybe you're in the right place
And If I ever forget that we are beautiful
I hope you're here to remind me
If I have to tell you that we are beautiful
I hope you'll stick around until you can see it