I spoke to God today, and she said she's ashamed
What have I become? And what have I done?
I spoke to the Devil today, and he swears he's not to blame
And I understood, 'cause I feel the same
Arms wide open, I stand alone
I'm no hero, and I'm not made of stone
Right or wrong, I can hardly tell
I'm on the wrong side of Heaven, and the righteous side of Hell
The wrong side of Heaven, and the righteous side, the righteous side of Hell
I spoke to God today, and she sounds a lot like me
What have I done and who have I become?
I saw the Devil today, and he looks just like me
So I’ll turn away, I’ll run away
Arms wide open, I stand alone
I'm no hero, and I'm not made of stone
Right or wrong, I can hardly tell
I'm on the wrong side of Heaven, and the righteous side of Hell
The wrong side of heaven, and the righteous side, the righteous side of Hell
I'm not defending, downward descending
Falling further and further away
Getting closer every day
I'm getting closer every day, to the end
To the end, the end, the end
I'm getting closer every day
Arms wide open, I stand alone
I'm no hero, and I'm not made of stone
Right or wrong, I can hardly tell
I'm on the wrong side of Heaven, and the righteous side of Hell
The wrong side of Heaven, and the righteous side, the righteous side of Hell