There is no god but God and you’ve got to understand that and you’ve got to thank Him and praise Him but when you’re staring down a bottle and there’s this thirst that just won’t fucking go away and the girl is gone and you know she’s never coming back, sometimes you say things to God you know you shouldn’t because He’s good and great and knows what’s for the best but that bottle is starting to feel like home and you wish God would just tell you what he wants of you or leave you be for a spell.