Say, hello, you ready?
Hello, nice to meet you
This a microphone, it has a voice
What's mommy's microphone for?
It's for, for mommy sing
Yeah, for mommy's singing
Who's your favorite singer?
Mommy

Please, God, or whoever you are
Please, God, or whoever you are
Please, God, or whoever you are
Please, God, or whoever you are

These days I get less calls
'cause no one wants to hear my voice
I miss the days when I was gettin' texts
that I could just avoid
And I've been tryin' to be calm
and not pre-emptively destroy
I wonder who here really loves me
or who wants to be employed
Every time I'm in the real world, I just end up paranoid
And stay at home all by my lonesome with my little baby boy
And I watch him on the kitchen floor
he's playin' with his toys
I don't ever wanna leave him
but I don't think it's my choice
So I'm basking in these moments where I feel a shred of joy
But I don't think my pleads are heard
because I'm screaming in the void, I'm screaming

Please, God, oh, you've gotta be sick
Why do You make it hurt, and why's it over so quick?
Please, God, I'm finally loved
I finally found somebody I don't wanna get rid of"
"Please, God, is it busy up there?
(Please, God, or whoever you are)
You took a little while to respond to my prayer
Please, God, no, this doesn't seem fair
I'm tryin' not to show it, but I'm terribly scared

Please, God, or whoever you are
Please, God, or whoever you are
Please, God, or whoever you are
Please, God, or whoever you are
La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da, mm