I feel like God when you say I'm right to do things wrong.
I feel like God when I answer why with because.
But how can they say that God is right when he does what he said was wrong?
His whim is law, no matter what he does.

I wanna treat you like a Tough Love Jesus.
I wanna show you how to throw the first stone.
I wanna teach you like a Tough Love Jesus
and watch you drive the first nail on your own;
wanna see you swing that six-pound hammer on your own.

It makes me feel like God when I make you suffer then make you sin
It makes me feel like God when I don't return your calls.
But why would a loving God make people suffer when they're born to sin?
Why does a dog lick his balls?

And when I've pwn3d your ass like a Tough Love Jesus,
tossed the bathwater and baby out with the very first stone,
I'm gonna use your fear to enable myself like a Co-Dependent Jesus
and laugh while you try to drive the last nail alone;
with no free hand to drive the last nail alone.

(definitely way too long saxophone solo, then, abruptly...)

You'll love it when I tell you
that the power of the Tough Love Christ compels you
to sell your soul for salvation;
to sell me your soul for salvation.

You'll believe it when I tell you
that the power of the Tough Love Christ compels you
to sell your soul for salvation;
to sell me your soul for salvation.

You'll damn well do it when I tell you
that the power of the Tough Love Christ compels you
to sell your soul for salvation;
you'll sell me your soul for salvation.

You'll sell me your immortal soul.
You'll sell me your soul for salvation.