Oh My God I Miss You

I- I'm a thinking girl
Who never considered god
Never, in the sense you see
Considered him logically
So what do you do when you whittle him down
To nothin' but a stone in the barren ground?
What do you do when you whittle him down
To nothin' but a memory from your hometown?
I go wild with possibility
I go wild with my fragility
But there's something in the stone
There's something I just know
I just know
Growing up, there was a lot of praising
A lot of singing to an empty heaven
Growing up, there was a lot of judging
Yeah they could never get enough
So what do you do when you whittle him down
To your way to win the white house now he's nothing but a clown?
what do you do when you whittle him down
to your ticket into heaven with your bombs strapped down?
I go wild with fury
I go wild with insecurity
But there's something in the stone
There's something I just know
I just know
Plant a little seed in a baby
It's gonna grow grow grow
Plant a little seed in a baby girl,
it's sure to grow, it's sure to grow
Well you plant a little seed in me
And it's growing growing growing like a w**d
You sure did water me daily, cause fear's something I can eat
I gotta take it up
I gotta take it up
I gotta take it up
With the ones I love