Can I Exist

Home is where they say the heart is

Mine's buried in the yard

Hell's a place they say is for sinners

I'll be the man in charge

But how

Can I exist

Within the midst

Of this

But how

Can I admit

That I would quit

On you

I wrote God a simple letter

Still haven't heard from Him

I must have really messed up this time

Shit must have hit the fan

But how

Can I exist

Within the midst

Of this

But how

Can I admit

That I would quit

On you

But how

Can I exist

Within the midst

Of this

But how

Can I admit

That I would quit

On you

But how

But how

Can I admit

That I would quit

On you