It's strange to hear you talk about faith

When you were too blind to recognize

That the faith you sought

Was a passing phase

Merely in disguise



You've finally come to realize

That confusion confessed to popularize?

When your congregation was so surprised

To see that I was coming through



Oh, you're driving me crazy

You think you're so complete

Oh, you're driving me crazy

Right back into the street



And now I feel like a stranger in my own backyard

Now praying for your freedom seldom seemed hard

But I've noticed a lot of changes in freedom too

Like I've noticed changes in you



I could hear them laughing

As usually they'd do

In the days of my childhood

I can't see them anymore

Faith healers---I don't need them



Oh, you're driving me crazy

Well you think you're so complete

Oh, you're driving me crazy

Right back in to the street