You put your faith in Jesus Christ I'll put my faith in my own life We'll see who makes it past the finish line You put your trust in holy Jesus if you think he even sees us I'll take my chances in the afterlife. 'Cause I'm so sick of being told what's right and what's wrong It's getting old. You sell me something to believe in No escape from being human Burn your bridges but just get up from your knees I'll place my finger to the skies Rip the pictures from those eyes Stop tomorrow from the universe 'Cause I'm so sick of being told what's right and what's wrong It's getting old. It's getting old 'Cause I'm so sick of being told what's right and what's wrong It's getting old. Yeah, I'm so sick of being told what's right and what's wrong It's getting old. Is it black? Is it white? Is it wrong? Is it right? Wrong Right Wrong Right