I don't think that any pastors practice what they preach
'Cause they recite the same old noise a thousand times a week
And my pastor loves to tell me that I am deeply flawed
And I'll never be worthy of being loved by his God

Studied in my bible, didn't understand a word
But I thought if I made an effort, somehow I'd be heard
God just never answered and I'll never know his voice
But there's so many things I'll remember, all against my choice

Oh, why must I wear God's disguise?
One day I'll learn who I really am

And why must I go along with your lies
And walk blindly, not guided by your hand?

'Cause my pastor is only a man
And God doesn't really have a plan
My pastor is only a man
And God doesn't really have a plan

I don't think that any church would ever welcome me
The kids all ignored what I said, so I just didn't speak
And I was always known as the awkward rebel teen
I was desperate and lonely so I begged to be seen

But I don't think that any church would ever really care
If I just disappeared or if I was never there
So I fantasized about the thought of never bein' born
They say that heaven is lovely, so what am I here for?

Oh, why must I wear God's disguise?
One day I'll learn who I really am

And why must I go along with your lies
And walk blindly, not guided by your hand?

'Cause my pastor is only a man
And God doesn't really have a plan
My pastor is only a man
And God doesn't really have a plan

Built my house up on the sand
Nothing matters, it's all out of my hands
And no one really understands
That my pastor, he's only a man