Holy

Yeah, you've got it all

But you've got it all wrong

No, you don't know

You're a poor unfortunate soul

Oh I know

You make it seem that you feel whole

So they don't know

You're a poor unfortunate soul

Yeah you put on a faith facade, think you're holy when you're not

I hate to break it to you baby but you're simply lost

You can write all the wrongs just to feel you belong

But simply calling out sins don't bring you closer to God

You're just a ghost at most, a set of empty bones

Searching for anything and everything to make you feel whole

When it gets cold, oh-oh-oh

You don't know

No you don't know

Oh you're all alone

You poor unfortunate soul

You can't control where your body lets you go

Oh you're all alone

You poor unfortunate soul

And you say

That I've got it all wrong

'Cause you just know

I'm a poor unfortunate soul

But there's no way that there's weight in the words that you preach

When you're claiming your faith and you contradict your speech

So I sit here and listen to your tongue and cheek

I know that when you sit and pray you're only praying for keeps

'Cause you're a ghost at most, a set of empty bones

Searching for anything and everything to make you feel whole

When it gets cold, oh-oh-oh

You don't know

No you don't know

Oh you're all alone

You poor unfortunate soul

You can't control where your body lets you go

Oh you're all alone

You poor unfortunate soul

You're shallow and empty and filled with regret

I think that chest must be heavy from that cross on your neck

You only wear 'cause you're wary of what comes next after your death

Don't think I didn't notice

Don't think I didn't notice

Don't think I didn't know you're just a poor

Poor unfortunate soul

Poor unfortunate soul

Poor unfortunate soul

Poor unfortunate

And you've got it all (Poor unfortunate soul)

You've got it all wrong (Poor unfortunate soul)

No you'll never know, never know, never know (Poor unfortunate soul)

You're a poor unfortunate soul

Don't think I didn't notice