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Crossing state lines Carrying her daddy's secret They'll call her a whore Holding portraits of Jesus Waving picket signs Begging her to keep this innocent life While they're tearing her's to pieces No, I shouldn't be surprised But it still gets me every time I mean, I set this bar so low But I guess it's still too high No hate like Christian love No hate like Christian love I know the cognitive dissonance Is running through your brain And baby, you could shoot the messenger But I didn't coin the phrase No hate like Christian love (No hate like Christian love) No hate like Christian love Sleeping at a friend's Cuz his sister let it slip His father is a pastor His mother bites her lip While her husband preaches kindness And all irony is lost They'll trade their only son For a story about a cross I know I shouldn't be surprised But it still gets me every time I mean, I've set this bar so low But I guess it's still too high No hate like Christian love (No hate like Christian love) No hate like Christian love I know the cognitive dissonance Is running through your brain And baby, you can shoot the messenger But I didn't coin the phrase No hate like Christian love (No hate like Christian love) No hate like Christian love