The Agnostic Comes Clean Songtext

when I open my eyes, I notice things like
how the rent is late, and how the car needs plates
and see the microwave is in such a state
quality of life is getting poor of late

like the birds in winter, we could all leave in droves
yet somehow we all stay and it's not like we pray
as if we'll all be saved, at least not every day
something is slipping here, maybe now we get to pay