I often sing, and often preach

Of bleeding hands and bleeding feet

And after all that has been done for me

I pay Him back with some sorta "Sammy Jankis" disease



A winner's life, a winner's smile

I paint you pictures with my art of denial

Feed you lies, feed me benefit of the doubt

Till all I've left is this mask that's wearing out



So the doors slammed one by one

Never felt this pain/rage of feelin' so alone

Yeah, they all slammed one by one

All except for mercy's door

Forgiveness never felt so sweet before

And grace's wings have never helped me fly so high



A broken heart, broken trust

These things I've caused are the very things I've lost

So take a look, take my hand

Cause there's nothin' left here but this bitter voice chanting



"Love me world, love me Lord

Love me family, love me friends"

But the only love that grows in my heart

Is that cursed love for me, for me