Can I Exist (Stripped)

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 But how Can I admit that I would quit on you