No Other God

I saw your mom the other day
She says you're running every way
Her little words sick like the flu
I see the things they do to you

She better cut it out
You better cut her out
You better cut her up
You'll have no other god before me

I saw you with your friends
Shooting shit by Budserly Lights
You've got so much life inside you
They drag you down till you can't move
They better cut it out
You better cut it out
You better cut them up
You'll have no other god before me

On your knee, on your knee, on your knee is me
Lucky you, you found me
What'd you do, what've you've seen, what'd you feel for me?
And my love is so, you want to kill your friends
I've seen you waiting for your dreams,
Them comatose and there I'm seen
There's something good inside of you,
but god can't fill you like I do
You better cut it out
You better cut him out
You better cut him up

You'll have no other god before me
You'll have no other god before me
You'll have no other god before me

Thou shalt not worship false idols
You want to kill your friends
Thou shalt not worship false idols