Heaven Don’t Owe Me a Thing

I prayed once under a cross of gold, But the silence came back, colder than cold. I don’t bow twice, I don’t beg again, Mercy’s a deal for smaller men. The sky don’t answer, the bells don’t ring — Heaven don’t owe me a thing.

Heaven don’t owe me a thing, No crown, no light, no angel wing. I was born in smoke, I was raised in sin, Heaven don’t owe me a thing.

I’ve seen saints stumble, I’ve seen kings fall, Watched empires burn, I survived it all. If grace had a price, I wouldn’t pay, I light my smoke and I walk away. The preacher’s words don’t mean a ring — Heaven don’t owe me a thing.

Heaven don’t owe me a thing, Not a song, not a prayer, not a golden string. I was cut from fire, carved in sin, Heaven don’t owe me a thing.

I don’t kneel, I don’t crawl, I don’t beg for grace at all. If the gates swing wide, I’ll pass them by, Cuz I don’t trust no holy sky.

Heaven don’t owe me a thing, I built my throne in the smoke I bring. Let the angels sing, let the church bells ring, Heaven don’t owe me a thing.

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