| Can’t find it in me to have any envy of things that I used to believe
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| A grudge isn’t held, my faith simply failed, some things just are what they seem
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| Not sure on the day that I lost my faith
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| These hands that stayed glued now separate
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| Not sure on the day that I last prayed
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| If I did would it even matter anyways
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| Would you hear me
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| Make me a believer, a million views that point to you
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| My trust is growing weaker, and honestly I’m so confused
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| Give me one reason, something to believe in, make me a believer
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| Hid behind those pages, those scriptures that I read
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| Ignored all of the questions I had inside my head
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| Forgot about the answers I’d desperately seek
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| In fear of what they may think of me
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| Tired of all these questions, I knew what this would bring
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| Judgement from my loved ones that they would cast on me
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| Sorry if this hurts you, it wasn’t my intention
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| So please just let it go
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| Sorry if this hurts you, sorry if this hurts |