I've been inside your head, don't act like you're cold and bitter.
I don't know what you said, but we weren't gold and glitter.
Cause you burned me and turned me and told me love hurts.
You broke me and choked me and pulled me forwards.
It was hellish, but relished. Appealing, but bad.
Then I noticed the remotest faint feeling I had.
I didn't want this.
I needed a promise.
I wouldn't forget
What I had learned from this.
I'll have felt it before,
When all I want is more.
It's not too late yet
Choose not to ignore.
You can walk it with God
You can rip out the cancer
Or take time to prepare
You can trust in his might
You can see past facades
You can wait for an answer
You can offer your prayer
And have faith in the light
Although it starts burning bright
You can swear to remember
It just isn't right...
To fan a dying ember