Woke up thinking god is real but against us Pray for what you don't want Reverse theology I'll pray for freedom 'Cause no matter how much I'll tell you I want it I'm still getting led around by a cigarette Or anger, or fear, Take your pick, I dont give a shit And I wish it were true, But to get free we have to start with what's true I think. 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 what's true is terrible Maybe you're in the wrong place. 'Cause I've done horrible things to wonderful people I've let terrible 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 didnt 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 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 stick around until you can see it.