Dear God Songtext
von The Pretty Reckless

And the fear upon my shoulder
And my body is getting older
Will he want me when he′s sober?
Close my eyes and bend me over

What was I thinking?
What was I thinking?
What was I thinking?

Dear God, can you lift me up?
Can you take me higher?
Dear God, can you lift me up?
Keep me from the fire
And all the neighbors whisper, "Isn't it a shame?
That little girl we knew was surely gone insane"

Now my teeth are getting longer
And my will is getting stronger
When she′s wilting, will you want her?
Do your worst and roll me over


What was I thinking?
What was I thinking?
What was I thinking?

Dear God, can you lift me up?
Can you take me higher?
Dear God, can you lift me up?
Keep me from the fire
And all the neighbors whisper, "Isn't it a shame?
That little girl we knew has clearly gone insane"

I just wanna go to Heaven
I don't wanna stay in Hell
I just wanna stay in Heaven
And I′ll be well
I′ll be well

And the fear upon my shoulder
And my body getting colder
When she's crying, will you hold her?
Wake me up, let this be over

Dear God, can you lift me up?
Can you take me higher?
Dear God, can you lift me up?
Keep me from the fire


Dear God, can you lift me up?
Can you take me higher?
Dear God, can you lift me up?
Keep me from the fire
And all the neighbors run and hide their kids away
That little girl they knew was surely gone insane