She's praying to a God that won't talk back
Her faith is dying, the tear's a sign she's going off track
Keeps praying to a God that won't talk back
Won't talk back
Down on her knees here
Praying to a God that won't talk back (hey)
Her momma believed that the devil had a dress on
So she's out on the town, tonight she got her best on
Her daddy believed that the needle was a highway
So she powders her nose, she's just looking for the right shade
It gets hard to feel the friction underwater
And she's breaking down, tearing at the borders
In too deep to save herself
She takes a pill, it seems to help
Close her eyes and pictures standing at the altar
She's praying to a God that won't talk back
Her faith is dying, the tear's a sign she's going off track
Keeps praying to a God that won't talk back
Won't talk back
Down on her knees here
Praying to a God that won't talk back
It gets hard to feel the friction underwater
And she's breaking down, tearing at the borders
In too deep to save herself
She takes a pill, it seems to help
Close her eyes and pictures standing at the altar
