I hear when Jesus tells me that I need to bite my tongue And my teeth, they try to cage it But the prison comes undone And everything I'm saying goes falling to the floor And you're trying not to trip on it As you walk out the door
My pride negates the iron bar I've driven through my neck Compounded by the effort That I constantly regret Can you show me some patience while I try to see this through When what goes on inside of me Is not always the same as what I do
I tell him that I'm trying But I'm sure you have you doubts And this awful weight I'm dragging I can mostly do without If you still want to love me It won't come without a cost The fight to be much better Is a fight I've often lost
