Sweet Religion

Sweet religion
Heard you're living in a glass house
So, why throwing stones at each other?
To be praying on your knees at night

Oh, sweet religion
You must be perfectly blind
You pray with eyes wide open
After telling me all those lies (after telling me all those lies)

Dirty fingers pointing at my sins
To chase away those demons
Covering my wings
For my own good

But I really wish you knew how little I care (I care)
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
Accepting all my flaws
I can't make you love me but I know He will