they'll know us by the t-shirts that we wear   they'll know us by the way we point and stare   at anyone whose sin looks worse than ours   who cannot hide the scars of this curse that we all bare      they’ll know us by our picket lines and signs   they’ll know us by the pride we hide behind   like anyone on earth is living right   and isn’t that why Jesus died   not to make us think we’re right      chorus   when love, love, love   is what we should be known for   love, love, love   it’s the how and it’s the why   we live and breathe and we die      they’ll know us by reasons we divide   and how we can’t seem to unify   because we’ve gotta sing songs a certain style   or we’ll walk right down that aisle   and just leave ‘em all behind      they’ll know us by the billboards that we make   just turning God’s words to cheap clichés   says “what part of murder don’t you understand?”   but we hate our fellow man   and point a finger at his grave      chorus   they'll know us by the t-shirts that we wear   they'll know us by the way we point and stare   telling ‘em their sins are worse than ours   thinking we can hide our scars   beneath these t-shirts that we wear