Praying To a God
She's praying to a God that won't talk back
Her faith is dying, the tear's a sign she's going off track
Keeps praying to a God that won't talk back
Won't talk back
Down on her knees here
Praying to a God that won't talk back (hey)
Her momma believed that the devil had a dress on
So she's out on the town, tonight she got her best on
Her daddy believed that the needle was a highway
So she powders her nose, she's just looking for the right shade
It gets hard to feel the friction underwater
And she's breaking down, tearing at the borders
In too deep to save herself
She takes a pill, it seems to help
Close her eyes and pictures standing at the altar
She's praying to a God that won't talk back
Her faith is dying, the tear's a sign she's going off track
Keeps praying to a God that won't talk back
Won't talk back
Down on her knees here
Praying to a God that won't talk back
It gets hard to feel the friction underwater
And she's breaking down, tearing at the borders
In too deep to save herself
She takes a pill, it seems to help
Close her eyes and pictures standing at the altar
Orando a un Dios
Ella está orando a un Dios que no le responderá
Su fe está muriendo, la lágrima es señal de que se está desviando del camino
Sigue orando a un Dios que no le responderá
No le responderá
De rodillas aquí
Orando a un Dios que no le responderá (hey)
Su mamá creía que el diablo llevaba puesto un vestido
Así que está en la ciudad, esta noche se puso lo mejor
Su papá creía que la aguja era una autopista
Así que se maquilla, solo busca el tono adecuado
Es difícil sentir la fricción bajo el agua
Y se está desmoronando, rompiendo las barreras
Demasiado profundo para salvarse a sí misma
Toma una pastilla, parece ayudar
Cierra los ojos e imagina estar parada en el altar
Ella está orando a un Dios que no le responderá
Su fe está muriendo, la lágrima es señal de que se está desviando del camino
Sigue orando a un Dios que no le responderá
No le responderá
De rodillas aquí
Orando a un Dios que no le responderá
Es difícil sentir la fricción bajo el agua
Y se está desmoronando, rompiendo las barreras
Demasiado profundo para salvarse a sí misma
Toma una pastilla, parece ayudar
Cierra los ojos e imagina estar parada en el altar