Lack Of Contririon-Whiplash

While we wait for an answer On how we should live You feel like a cancer On all that we give All the sermons you're giving From your pulpit so tall Yeah, you're making a living One the blind faith of all And no one believes you And yourself still deceives you Every time you say you're sorry You bleed a little of me out Every time you change your story You've got one less to lie to now While they all kneel repenting To heaven they cry Their god they're resenting As lives go awry You speak of damnation How they're led astray You secure their salvation With money they pay You lead them to follow Orations of sorrow Every time you say you're sorry You bleed a little of me out Every time you change your story You've got one less to lie to now While we wait for an answer On how we should live You feel like a cancer On all that we give You speak of damnation How they're led astray You secure their salvation With money they pay Every time you say you're sorry You bleed a little of me out Every time you change your story You've got one less to lie to now. You lead them to follow You'll repent tomorrow Every lie, it cuts and scars me It bleeds a little of me out Every time you change your story You've got one less to cry to, lie to - now.