Stop The Rain

I'm all in with a losing hand
Teachers called me rebel
Parents called me lost
Pastors called me devil
Had me kneelin' at the cross
Since I was a young'un, I was called names and bossed around
Back to the wall so long, call me pain's poster child
Religious home, times were different
They told me I was gifted
But to unwrap my mind was wicked
I was raised by guilt, raised by shame, raised by the rod
Bloody calves sacrificed in the name of their God
They claimed it was love, felt like heartbreak to me