Lyrics by Alanis Morissette; music by Glen Ballard and Alanis Morissette



You know how us Catholic girls can be

We make up for so much time a little too late

I never forgot it, confusing as it was

No fun with no guilt feelings

The sinners, the saviors, the loverless priests

I'll see you next Sunday



Chorus:

We all had our reasons to be there

We all had a thing or two to learn

We all needed something to cling to

So we did



I sang Alleluia in the choir

I confessed my darkest deeds to an envious man

My brothers they never went blind for what they did

But I may as well have

In the name of the Father, the Skeptic and the Son

I had one more stupid question



Repeat Chorus



What I learned I rejected but I believe again

I will suffer the consequence of this inquisition

If I jump in this fountain, will I be forgiven



Repeat Chorus



We all had delusions in our head

We all had our minds made up for us

We had to believe in something

So we did