Father, this is my confession, sending it from bloody knees
Save me from this sick obsession of wishing you were proud of me
Anything for your affection, overdosed on wine and bread
The introspection's just a weapon, and it'll be the cause of death

I wouldn't blame you for pretending not to hear me pray
I bet you're sick of watching me make all the same mistakes
Know I've been distant, I'm not trying to take the easy way
I just can't imagine any paradise that's worth this pain

I've had my darkest thoughts, trying to get to heaven
Twisted my mind in knots, trying to be forgiven
Counting all the reasons I could go to hell, but
Can't think of even one why I should love myself 'cause
I've never felt more lost, tryin' to be good enough for God
Good enough for God

All my deepest scars are mental, from living with this quietly
My body has become a temple for all of my anxieties
My core beliefs are so judgmental, I worship in the church they built
If I can't let this go, I don't know if I can live with all this guilt

I've had my darkest thoughts, trying to get to heaven
Twisted my mind in knots, trying to be forgiven
Counting all the reasons I could go to hell, but
Can't think of even one why I should love myself 'cause
I've never felt more lost, tryin' to be good enough for God
Good enough for God

Some days I let myself get angry 'cause I tried my best
Then overthink it, hit the gaslight, start to second-guess
The biggest question in my head, I don't know how to tell
Am I a failure, or did you just set me up to fail?
Am I a failure, or did you just set me up to fail?
Am I a failure, or did you just set me up to fail?

I've had the darkest thoughts, trying to get to heaven
Twisted my mind in knots, trying to be forgiven
Counting all the reasons I could go to hell, but
Can't think of even one why I should love myself 'cause
I've never felt more lost, tryin' to be good enough for God

Good enough for God
(Save me from this sick obsession)
(Of wishing you were proud of me) good enough for God
Father, this is my confession
Sending it from bloody knees (good enough for God)
Father, this is
Father, this is
Father, this is my confession