[Verse 1] My mom turned eighteen in the 1960s And she doesn't remember Stonewall To be fair, she can't have known I'd be her kid That the bricks launched at police would compel me to exist And I think about that now down the ballot Of the ones I love and I don't know yet I voted for you [Chorus] Oh, what a terrible honor it is To watch the sky fall as a character witness I spent the rest of the night freaking out I had to get high just to put myself down But I woke up for you [Verse 2] And I cut my hair because I'm worth it And thesе days I believe in Bigfoot morе than God 'Cause who's he hurtin'? I grew up a preacher's kid cleaning up after communions I know that a church is not a way to live It's a weekly reunion My best friend found God, so we lost touch I guess a Savior beats a friend who thinks you're good enough I hope she finds love and peace And if her kid comes out, I hope that she calls me [Chorus] Oh, what a terrible honor it's been To learn that my blessings are things you call sins I'll spend the rest of my life tearing down The Jesus from Texas you put in a crown But I won't give up on you