im falling short in every way it seems
lonesome tired broke and never pleased

aint nowhere i could ever call my home
wont settle down cause im better off alone

now im a broken church thats been abused
broken glass and empty splintered pews
the alters burnt and puplit misused
and theres more souls lost than there are new

so whats the cost for the souls that are lost by me and you?
so whats the price for the fraud thats committed for paradise?

sometimes i feel like ive dug my own grave
ill turn my back when i hear you call my name

i lose myself in my own selfish ways
you paid the price and still i betray

now im a broken church thats been abused
broken glass and empty splintered pews
the alters burnt and puplit misused
and theres more souls lost than there are new

so whats the cost for the souls that are lost by me and you?
so whats the price for the fraud thats committed for paradise?