Talking to God Hurt

[Verse 1]
Mother is busy
She won't even miss me
And so busy praying
She won't see me waiting
I hate all your reasons
They just point to Jesus
You can't be awakened
When you're not mistaken

[Pre-Chorus]
And I hate your voice, and that fucked up noise
And your clichés, and the things that you'd say to me
When they burned me then, they still sear today
Embedded in a memory that won't change

[Chorus]
How can you talk to God
How can you talk to God
How can you talk to God
When you won't talk to me?
Yeah, how can you talk to God
How can you talk to God
How can you talk to God
When you won't talk to...