When Cupid shoots his arrows Oh, he doesn't always aim

People on the straight and narrow Seem to wander now and then

Does your God really give a damn Does your God really give a damn

Does it make me less of a man being who I am

You can't fight how the heart is I'd rather make it on my own

From the mouth of my old mama She said, you can never come back home

Does your God have me on the run Does he not take everyone

Does it make me less of your son loving who I love

We've explored the darkest oceans We can count the galaxies

When I act on my emotions Will the sky rain down on me

When the sun comes up tomorrow On our side of history

Will the higher love that we know Hold a light to those beliefs

Does your God really give a damn Does your God really give a damn

Does it make her less of a woman Does it make him less of a man

Does your God really give a damn Does your God really give a damn

Does it make her less of a woman Does it make him less of a man

Does your God really give a damn?

Does your God really give a damn?

Does it make me less of a man being who I am?

Being who I am