Letras
This sacred ground ain't safe for me
'Cause you took your hate and made it holy
And I'm still screaming in my sleep
'Cause what you left still runs too deep
Your confession
Save your lies for the pulpit and how
Your transgression
Won't send you Heaven-bound, no
In your father's house
Are my scars not real?
In your father's house
No Hail Marys can ever heal
And you know that I know who you really are
No prayer can hide your shame
In your father's house
He knows your name
You paint the walls christened in my blood
Are you saying this is His will from above?
'Cause this ain't my idea of love
(No idea of love)
When Sunday beats you like a drum
Your confession
Never heard by human ears
Your transgression
Built upon another's fear, oh
In your father's house
Are my scars not real?
In your father's house
No Hail Marys can ever heal
And you know that I know who you really are
No prayer can hide your shame
In your father's house
He knows your name
Save your tears for the choir
'Cause no one's gonna save you now
Save your tears for the choir
You'll never see me fall
In your father's house (In your father's house)
Are my scars not real? (Are my scars not real?)
In your father's house (In your father's house)
No Hail Marys can ever heal (Oh, no, no, no, no, no)
And you know that I know who you really are
No prayer can hide your shame (No, can't hide your shame)
In your father's house (In your father's house)
He knows your name