How

How could you question God's existence 

when you question God himself?

Why would you ask for God's assistance 

if you wouldn't take the help?

If you're gone, then I need you

If you're gone, then how is any of this real?

When I'm on, I believe you

When I'm not, my knees don't even seem to feel

How could you tell me that I'm great

When they chew me up, spit me out, pissed on me?

Why would you tell me that it's fate

When they laughed at me, every day, in my face?

They say the end is coming sooner

But the end's already here

I said today is but a rumor

That we'll laugh at in a year

Or two, or three, or four, or five, whatever

If you're gone, then I need you

If you're gone, then how is any of this real?

When I'm on, I believe you

When I'm not, my knees don't even seem to feel

How could you tell me that I'm great

When they chew me up, spit me out, pissed on me?

Why would you tell me that it's fate

When they laughed at me, every day, in my face?

How could you tell me that I'm great

When they chew me up, spit me out, pissed on me?

Why would you tell me that it's fate

When they laughed at me, every day, in my face?

How?

How could you tell me that I'm great?

How?

How could you tell me that it's fate?

How?