Can I Exist

Home is where they say the heart is Mine's buried in the yard Hell's a place they say is for sinners I'll be the man in charge But how can I exist within the midst of this? But how can I admit that I would quit on you? I wrote God a simple letter Still haven't heard from him I must have really messed up this time Shit must have hit the fan But how can I exist within the midst of this? But how can I admit that I would quit on you? But how can I exist within the midst of this? But how can I admit that I would quit on you? (But how) can I admit that I would quit on you?