The Collection - Garden lyrics

I planted a garden full of things that turned out rotten Fruits and greens for miles and miles that even insects thought were bad So I thought I'd sing about it - try and make my friends all like them Maybe everyone would love me more if I sounded really sad So I shot a man in Afghanistan, he was bleeding on me Then he said his name was Jesus and he never had an army As he took his dying breath, the last thing that he thought he'd tell me is “Its better to die for nothing than to k** just for your country” And my heart wept as the church slept They were dreaming of parades and politicians And a savior who allowed them to rewrite his words until it matched the war inside their hearts So I act like I have a right to sing about the things that aren't right From the comfort of my couch I pretend I've done nothing wrong As I hoard my money closely, bury coins for all my groceries And I haven't met my neighbors yet, but I promise I will someday soon Cause its only been two years since I moved here inside this neighborhood How much longer could it be till we are family, we are blood? So I'll just play my songs and hope that they come swooning to my door The only thing to life worth doing is that one thing that you're made for Well, am I made for myself anymore? I found out I am nothing at all!