God's Hand

Hey yall I'm marryin' that girl 
  With the pain and don't lie 
  Liquify your meaning, but wont 
  Tell her you miss her, she's with me 

  'Cause I'm done - you know 
  But it tastes like mud 

  Don't tell her you love her 
  She's with me 
  I know you may make her feel a whore 
  I wont tell her I miss her 
  She's not feeling sore 

  'Cause I'm gone - inside 
  But it tastes like MUD! 

  But I know you hate me 
  But that's ok cuz' I hate you too 
  Leaving here and you won 
  Shut the fuck UP! 

  Leaving tomorrow 
  I'm gone leaving to God 
  You might be my girl 
  Leave to God 
  You're my little girl 
  Even to God 

  I'm gone - inside 
  But it tastes like MUD! 

  But I know you hate me 
  But that's ok cuz' I hate you too 
  Leaving here and you won 
  Shut the fuck UP! 

  Leaving to God - you were a girl 
  Leaving to God - he might be a girl 
  Leaving to God - he find a girl