First I got mad at dad, 'cause he didn't go
Spent every Sunday home all alone
I got dragged off and dead bored
Dad at home ignoring the lord
Then I got mad at mom, 'cause she dragged me along
Spent every Sunday just singing the songs
I sat stewing in the pew, thinking mean thoughts
Mom in the choir, looking upward to God
But now I see how they tried
Going with what they know
Finding what has meaning
Divining truth from show
But then I thought some more, and got mad at the priest
His drones and moans were the source of my grief
What's his game when he tells his little stories?
He's a false prophet talking about God's glories
Then I came to the truth and I got mad at God
'Cause he's not really there, just a big old fraud
He's got everyone believing and praising his name
But when things go bad, never takes the blame
But now I see how they tried
Going with what they know
Finding what has meaning
Divining truth from show
And then I got back to dad, 'cause he never told
Just sat at home, while the sermons got old
And I outgrew the options, started shutting my mouth
No point in fighting when the truth has run out
When belief is all they have and faith's not a fact
I'm just mad no one ever told me that
Don't say you're sorry, it's all okay
I came to the truth my own way
But now I see how they tried
Going with what they know
Finding what has meaning
Divining truth from show