You have to consider the possibility that God does not like you. He never wanted you. In all probability, he hates you. This is not the worst thing that can happen. We don't need him. [...] Fuck damnation, fuck redemption. We are God's unwanted children? So be it!
I don't hate you because you're black or white. I don't hate you because you're Jewish, Christian, Muslim or whatever. I don't hate you because you're American, French, Spanish or whatever.
You look so innocent but the guilt in your voice gives you away you know what I mean How does it feel when you kiss when you know that I trust you? And do you think about me when he fucks you? Could you be more obscene? So don't try to say you're sorry Or try to make it right Don't waste your breath because it's too late
Even if you think the flame has died, there's at least one lyric that'll hit that last hot spot, and then you'll find yourself as fucked as you were the day you lied and said you never wanted to see her again.
Sometimes things can seem so perfect, and then in a split second it all comes and blows back up in your face, making you remember, that nothing ever works out for you. Something always fucks up your "perfect thing".