Raining on Me

A teenager that sold her heart for gambling A cupid who never wears his glasses, he has bad aim Or a crook that steals from the poor and fancies the rich Endless stories on the newspaper today But I'm not in it Am i too good? It's starting to reek from heaven So where should i go The skies have been painted acid It's raining on me It's raining on me A priest that lectures the wrong stories and a man behind it all A kid that plays with guns taught not to kill A teacher that clearly knows how to mark the wrong answer A lawyer that brings out the good from the bad But I'm not in it Am am i too bad It's starting to leak from heaven So where should i go The skies have been painted acid It's raining on me I hope that you get the message Cause I'll keep my mouth shut for a while