Wrap me in your pity With god bless yous and strip mall shootings Heaven hates you Pray on my death While the other woman gives you head Heaven hates you So grab the kittens and grab your boyfriend's blow, the stickers on your Chevy tell me what I need to know The fields and dirty ashtrays Religious to the bone Still borns and 6 lane highways Sanctioned violence feels like home Heaven hates you Heaven hates you Heaven hates you Heaven hates you