How Summer Tour Turned Me Into An Atheist

Night drive, under night sky, stars hang down like christmas lights as we fight.
Fields for miles, lay flat like bathroom tiles,
And i don't believe cause of what i've seen,
Sometimes i want to but there's nothing above the stars, but sky , not some guy.
Naïve and spoonfed,
I want to believe the words you said but my prayers have left me exhausted.
God where were you when grandfather died, god where were you when friends pushed me aside.