Four Year Strong - Heaven Wasn't Built to Hold Me lyrics

They sink down deeper
While still dodging the creeper
Of the blue collar classic motif
Let it fall into the sea
With your perfect posture
Still a crooked spine
While the flume you protect starts to leak
Can't buy pride with good intentions

Whoah, whoah i fee l like I'm a saint
Whoa whoa but, I'm treated like a ghost
Whoah, whoah i fee l like I'm a saint
Whoa whoa but, I'm treated like a ghost

You starve for attention
But, you've been biting the bullet for years
You betrayed my trust to learn my secrets
And manifest my fears the cause and effect
For the simple minded it's pulled you in
The ugliness whose pocket book you've loaded
Can't buy luck with no religion

Whoah, whoah i fee l like I'm a saint
Whoa whoa but, I'm treated like a ghost
Whoah, whoah i fee l like I'm a saint
Whoa whoa but, I'm treated like a ghost

Drifting through life without a trace
Heaven won't take me but Hell can't wait
Whoah, whoah but, I'm treated like a ghost

You can't break this spell you can save me
You can't right my wrongs
You can't part the sea
Heaven wasn't built to hold me

Whoah, whoah i feel like I'm a saint
Whoah, whoah but, I'm living with a curse
Whoah, whoah i feel like I'm a saint
Whoah, whoah but, I'm treated like a ghost
Drifting through life without a trace
Heaven won't take me but Hell can't wait
Whoah, whoah but, I'm treated like a ghost