Jesus talks in red To separate the things He said Every night I read And memorized the famous parts Just before I'd go to bed All the rest appeared in black As the authors recalled The best they could while looking back So careful not to confuse The difference between the two Don't speak for Him He won't speak for you You can try, but you won't pin this on me You were broken before we came to be Don't you dare claim to know what He wants for you You stopped by to talk Suggesting that we take a walk Then you delivered the news The reasons that you gave amazed I wished they'd heard the quotes you'd used After all the time we spent Dodging pressure to bend How could this be heaven sent? And the church we pa**ed by For three years I tried But couldn't bear to set foot inside Ten years on I think the anger's finally gone Since then I've learned To separate the things He said From all the phrases you have turned Now it's clear that we just weren't meant to be But not for reasons you gave me