Was born and raised in the south In Suicide Town, I was only fifteen When it burned to the ground I tore up all my memories By the side of the road With a tip of a needle I carved my story in stone
When you gonna come for me, Lord? When you gonna come for me? Cause I've been expecting you forever Waiting here for you Will you send a little grace? It's the least that you could do It's the least that you could do
I was not much of a poet Guess, I was missing the anguish Not a very good lover Could never capture the language I was an adequate painter But it just left me tired Did a stint as a hit man In those days at least I was inspired
Oh, but when you gonna come for me, Lord? When you gonna come for me? Cause I've been expecting you forever Waiting here for you Will you send a little grace? It's the least that you could do It's the least that you could do
I hooked up a hick down in the church
I took a walk down Big Dream Boulevard With all the sand that gets into this world We should all be motherfucking pearls
When you gonna come for me, Lord? When you gonna come for me? Cause I've been expecting you forever Waiting here for you Will you send a little grace? It's the least that you could do It's the least that you could do
I'm never gonna be one of God's favorites Never gonna cheer lead with the angels Tried to find a church that I could walk in They tried to nail me on original sin
Oh, when you gonna come for me, Lord? When you gonna come for me? I've been expecting you forever Waiting here for you Will you send a little grace? It's the least that you could do
Been expecting you forever Waiting here for you Will you send a little grace? It's the least that you could do It's the least that you could do The least that you could do.