Now that I've communicated everything I feel I think I'll 
go, 
You never really listened and I couldn't have expected 
you to know, 
And now I hate everybody and everybody hates me guess I 
should have known. 
The truth is an objective, only the strong hearted people 
know. 
Well the girl kissed me, cause she had rocks in her head. 
She had petals in her shoes, and me within her arms. 
She was breaking God's heart, I was twisting Mary's arm. 
Now that I'm expecting everything I didn't think would 
ever come, 
My heart is big and swollen and my lips are torn and 
bruised from having fun. 
There's no light inside this damp and squalid temple that 
we call your heart. 
We are the prettiest of sinners, we've the filthiest, the 
dirtiest of laughs. 
She said I would fail, she said I would not succeed.