Letter to God (1983)

I left home and moved to Brooklyn where my boyfriend had a place

And he had track marks on his arms but had the most angelic face

I watched my friends die before 21, and now I'm 28

I'm at the doctor's every day because I can't stop losing weight

And now I'm the one with needles in my arms and in my legs

I'm making jokes about the blood tests and I'm plannin' my estate

And I don't wanna blame the child, but I have to speculate

If this could all just be an answer to those prayers that came delayed

Because I never would have said it if I knew I'd have to wait

Until the moment I was happy, then it all disintegrates, and I'm singin'

"Please, God, I don't wanna be sick

And I don't wanna hurt, so get it over with quick

Please, God, I wanna be loved

Don't wanna be somebody that you're tryna get rid of

Please, God, I don't wanna be sick

And I don't wanna hurt, so get it over with quick

Please, God, I wanna be loved

I don't wanna be somebody you're tryna get rid of"

Thank you