Wish You Dead

I ran up to the preacher's house
When the voice in my head had gotten too loud
He reached on out and pat my head
Said honey, "That's a place that we've all been"

Then he said "Bow your head now
And say your prayers loud"

So I took my troubles through my new days
While they stood by the front of my mind's gate
Waiting on when they'd be let out
They kept yelling "A woman scorned shouldn't be held down"

So I'll bow my head now
And say my prayers loud

Cause I won't find the peace in my head
With memories and sins I can't forgive
So I don't care what the preacher says
Yeah I still wish you dead

So I'll bow my head again now
And say my prayers loud

Cause I won't find the peace in my head
With memories and sins I can't forgive
So I don't care what the preacher says
Yeah I still wish you dead

I'll never act on these things
But if thoughts could kill it would be your last day