Our love is more than church bells Our love is more than church bells I'll find us the best place in hell Cuz our love is more than church bells Teacher put me in my place Teacher put me in my place What makes you think you're so smart To question what my god creates I remember shouts across the parking lot They were calling us f*gs What kind of weapons have I got To defend what I'm not? There's a gun that I hid under the stairs There's a gun that I hid under the stairs The bullet inside's got a name In the gun that I hid under the stairs I remember shouts across the parking lot They were calling us f*gs What kind of weapons have I got To defend what I'm not? We've just gotta get out of this place We've just gotta get out of this place We've just gotta get out of this place