Will me in and take my hand
Wishing i won't take a stand
Needing me to feed your desire
Without you i'm not on fire?
The thing that you missed was the thorn in your eye
Your lies burn my eyes
Your hate lights the fire
(despite what you think)
The love touches my soul
The Son is in my heart
This ego trip God shakes his head
What you've made will be your bed.