Sweet religion Heard you're living in a glass house So, why throwing stones at each other? To be praying on your knees at night Oh, sweet religion You must be perfectly blind You pray with eyes wide open After telling me all those lies (after telling me all those lies) Dirty fingers pointing at my sins To chase away those demons Covering my wings For my own good But I really wish you knew how little I care (I care) Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh Accepting all my flaws I can't make you love me but I know He will