When you tell me to put my heart out there,
You make is sound so good,
But how do I know you won’t take and break,
Like all these others would.
What makes you so different than the one before,
You sell something special; you have something more?
What do you have to offer?
-I’ve already given it away
Security, what can you offer?
-A genuine heart that will stay
What do you have to love me with?
-A dying love, but pure
Why would you want me anyway?
-I made you, I know you, but sure
-Doubt that I’ll really fulfill you,
-Question My motives of love,
-Spit in the face that is bearing your thorns
-Laugh at the One hung above
-Strung like a thief on a cross of rough wood
-Naked, and battered and scarred.
-Tell me that no, I can’t love you enough
-Convince Me that it’s just too hard…
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