Oh My God I Miss You

I- I'm a thinking girl

Who never considered god

Never, in the sense you see

Considered him logically

So what do you do when you whittle him down

To nothin' but a stone in the barren ground?

What do you do when you whittle him down

To nothin' but a memory from your hometown?

I go wild with possibility

I go wild with my fragility

But there's something in the stone

There's something I just know

I just know

Growing up, there was a lot of praising

A lot of singing to an empty heaven

Growing up, there was a lot of judging

Yeah they could never get enough

So what do you do when you whittle him down

To your way to win the white house now he's nothing but a clown?

what do you do when you whittle him down

to your ticket into heaven with your bombs strapped down?

I go wild with fury

I go wild with insecurity

But there's something in the stone

There's something I just know

I just know

Plant a little seed in a baby

It's gonna grow grow grow

Plant a little seed in a baby girl,

it's sure to grow, it's sure to grow

Well you plant a little seed in me

And it's growing growing growing like a w**d

You sure did water me daily, cause fear's something I can eat

I gotta take it up

I gotta take it up

I gotta take it up

With the ones I love