He was saying grace over a Tuesday blue plate special
When the man in the next booth said, don't you watch TV
Don't you know that God's a myth, I hate to see you waste your breath
Cause there ain't no use talking to a ghost that don't exist
The praying man said amen, and looked up from his place
And said, you may not talk to God right now, but there's gonna come a day
Cause whether you're a farmer in the field, praying for the rain
Or you curse him at the gravesite, cause he called a loved one's name
You can thank him, you can blame him, either way you're gonna face him
Whether you believe in him or not, cause in the end, everybody talks to God
The man in the booth went quiet, cause he didn't have a comeback
So he shrugged it off and paid his tab, and shuffled out the door
And the praying man, he prayed for the man who drove away
Hoping he would see the light before it got too late
But how was he to know, he touched an unbeliever's soul
Who got that conversation, two red lights down the road
Cause whether you're a farmer in the field, praying for the rain
Or you curse him at the gravesite, cause he called a loved one's name
You can thank him, you can blame him, either way you're gonna face him
Whether you believe in him or not, cause in the end, everybody talks to God
Everybody talks to God
You can thank him, you can blame him, either way you're gonna face him
Whether you believe in him or not, cause in the end, everybody talks to God
Everybody talks to God
We all talk to God
Everybody talks to God
Everybody talks to God