| Momma praying for me
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| Grandma praying for me
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| Satan preying on me
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| Jesus waiting on me
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| 'Cause I’ve been straddling the fence it’s time to make decisions
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| I’ve been thinking about Heaven lately, don’t think I’ll get in
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| 'Cause I’ve been going back and forth I love the way I’m living
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| But I hate it at the same time 'cause I know I’m sinning!
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| And I don’t want to be like them hypocritical Christians
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| So I stay away from Jesus completely 'till I’m ready to give Him
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| Everything, but that seems like it’ll never happen
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| My girl coming over later, you know what’s about to happen
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| Then after some smashing I’m sitting there asking
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| If eternity in Hell is worth some moments of this satisfaction
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| Man I’m so back and forth!
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| I’m back and forth like a tug of war
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| I’ve been fighting for my life, like I’m trying to get my life right
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| And I really want more, and I don’t know
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| Back and forth like a tug of war
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| And I’ve been fighting for control, and fighting for my soul and this is war
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| I’ve got two choices
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| Both require pain
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| One’s the pain of change or the pain of staying the same
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| One of them leads to joy
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| Other one leads to shame
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| One of them leads to freedom the other one keeps me in chains
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| I wear a cross and give you thanks for my blessings! |
| Ain’t that enough?!
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| Why you want everything?! |
| Can’t you leave this part of my life untouched?!
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| I thought following you meant I only had to say yes once!
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| Now every day I wake up you give me some cross to take up!
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| You really want me to break up with my girl? |
| Now that’s too much…
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| I know what’s best for me!
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| You don’t understand my complexities!
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| See I gotta make a living so don’t ask where my checks come from!
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| Now I hear you talking, I ain’t gone numb!
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| I know I’m in the dark and I gotta find my way to the Son, 'cause
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| He calling on my name and I know I can’t run…
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| I’m so back and forth…
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| I’m back and forth like a tug of war
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| I’ve been fighting for my life, like I’m trying to get my life right
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| And I really want more, and I don’t know
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| Back and forth like a tug of war
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| And I’ve been fighting for control, and fighting for my soul and this is war
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| A trail of broken hearts
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| A man full of regrets
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| The thrill has left, the empty promises of sin sets
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| You wanna put treasure inside my hands, but you cease
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| 'Cause they’re clamped, holding on the sins I won’t release
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| I don’t know how to start loving you, and stop doing what I’m doing if I gain
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| you tell me what I’m really losing
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| You have to change me and my sins I’d never choose Him
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| My heart needs to see something greater than what I’m pursuing so
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| Is it true that you give rest to the weary? |
| Can you accept and repair me?
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| Do you hear me? |
| It’s so clear and now it’s painfully apparent
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| That I can’t have my sin and my Savior, they’re not for sharing
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| Anything that I lose to follow you is not a loss
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| My girlfriend my friends my money even my job
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| But sometimes I believe the lie
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| That God don’t provide for His child when they obey, that’s so cray
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| He calling me to freedom, I think that it’s time to walk
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| I don’t see every step but the next is out of the dark
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| I’m the filthiest of them all, but I’m YOURS if you wash me!
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| From that sin, by the blood of that cross!
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| I’m yours |