Go to Hell

If I went to church, I'd get drunk on the blood of Christ

Even though the party last night had much better wine

Maybe I kissed some boys and girls

Didn't get married first

And I'm fine

All these people lookin' at me like I lost my mind

'Cause I'm saying all this shit 'bout how my body's mine

Call me an angry feminist

Think I hate the president

They're right

They say we can't be saved (boo-hoo)

Don't know how to behave (it's true)

But we'll never be ashamed (what we do)

'Cause we love who we love, and we don't give ahhhhh

I'd rather laugh with the sinners

Than cry with the saints

The sinners are a lot more fun

If heaven's for people who don't break the rules

Then I can't wait to go to hell

To hell with you

So I throw up a finger

To those pearly gates

'Cause I know all my friends can't come

If heaven's for people who don't break the rules

Then I can't wait to go to hell

To hell with you

When did being who we are get so political?

Can't you see you're being kinda hypocritical?

Supposed to love thy neighbor

Why you such a hater?

So dumb

I'm done

They told us we were wrong (boo-hoo)

Convinced us we don't belong (it's true)

But we've known it all along (oh we do)

'Cause we love who we love, and we don't give ahhhhh

I'd rather laugh with the sinners

Than cry with the saints

The sinners are a lot more fun

If heaven's for people who don't break the rules

Then I can't wait to go to hell

To hell with you

So I throw up a finger

To those pearly gates

'Cause I know all my friends can't come

If heaven's for people who don't break the rules

Then I can't wait to go to hell

To hell with you

Just a generation of degenerates

We speak up if that makes us so rebellious

We're just a generation of degenerates

We speak up if that makes us so rebellious

I say to hell with this!

I'd rather laugh with the sinners

Than cry with the saints

The sinners are a lot more fun

If heaven's for people who don't break the rules

Then I can't wait to go to hell

To hell with you

So I throw up a finger

To those pearly gates

'Cause I know all my friends can't come

If heaven's for people who don't break the rules

Then I can't wait to go to hell

To hell with you

You're at the front row of the chapel

And you're praying to God

That I'll take my ten Hail Marys

And admit I was wrong

But you know (different from me)

We're both (down on our knees)

'Cause we love who we love

And we don't give a—