I aughtn't to like you God
I aught to hate your fucking guts.
You've wrecked my life
Killed my dad
You're killing my sister.
I'd talk to someone else that wasn't you
But there is no one else who sits
At the switchboard of life and death
Pulling out plugs and smashing modems
Turning switches on and off
Connecting wires and dragging programs apart
You can't just lose faith if you have it...
It's like having a stalker that walks behind you
He follows me around
And it's faith I hate not you
Because I aught to hate you
But I've never been too reasonable.
You're not exactly helping me out right now
But maybe it's just a test
And in case you hadn't noticed
All this trouble is getting in the way of my mocks
Which I shall undoubtedly fail
Which shall be your fault.
But I still won't hate you...
