Losing Faith

The flames been dwindling down since the fire started
The light they talk about ain't seem as bright these days no
Church pews made 'a worn down wood are holding you so still
The writings the pulpit ain't enough for this hole to fill no

The Sunday breakfast served a bunch of gossip from the preachers
The old widow'ed woman's busy looking for the truth
Well I backslid a couple thousand times nothing seems to change
Pull the blinds back a little bit and you'll see everyone's the same whoa

Cause I been losing faith since I had it
I bet that's hard for you to imagine since you live a perfect sinless life
And I been down some dead end roads
I climb a mountain still feel low and there you stand
With bloody hands and your head held high

I thought the deacons had the burden of acting decent
So why the hell did half of them go and cheat on all their wives?
This ain't no way of living that I am very fond of
Practice what you preach and maybe my soul ain't too far gone

Cause I been losing faith since I had it
I bet that's hard for you to imagine since you live a perfect sinless life
And I been down some dead end roads
I climb a mountain still feel low and there you stand
With bloody hands and your head held high

I ain't like you I'll never be
At least that's what you want the whole world to believe
Cause your holy image is more important than the truth
Well maybe all those bible verse captions will end up saving you

Cause I been losing faith since I had it
I bet that's hard for you to imagine since you live a perfect sinless life
And I been down some dead end roads
I climb a mountain still feel low and there you stand
With bloody hands and your head held high

You're head held high