This thorn in my flesh
Is the only thing I got left
And it's so hard to confess
When everybody thinks you're perfect
But I cry for you
If you feel it too
And I'll cry for you
If you show how to lose
The elephants in the room
Take it away, I beg you, take it all away
The pain it causes, it makes me wish I could fade away
If they knew what you knew, they probably shun me
I'm surprised you know it all and you love me
I know I break your heart
Body of death, give me rest, if my heart stops
Then it don't hurt no more, can't get worse no more
Can't pursue all these desires, it ain't cursed no more
No more lies about my worth no more
I understand the thoughts of suicide that do reside
But when I stop and think about my family, I feel new inside
I promised I would die a thousand deaths 'fore I cause them any pain
But somehow I end up killing everything
I cry for you
If you feel a dark, twisted, heart-wrenching, hate-to-see-your-own-reflection
Praying for an intervention, feeling guilt and feeling shame
I just call on Jesus name
Praying daily, can you take away this pain
Take the thorn away
Still it remains, I
Feel the same, I
Know that I'm here, but
Still feel insane
Satan would love to see my give up and throw up my hands
He say I'm guilty but You say I'm clean
This thorn in my flesh
Is the only thing I got left
And it's so hard to confess
When everybody thinks you're perfect
But I cry for you
If you feel it too
And I'll cry for you
If you show how to lose
The elephants in the room
Yeah, Sunday morning, or Sunday mourning
I woke up dead inside from all the hurt I saw before me
Evil tryna take away my testimony
Starin' at my phone, feelin' like a phony
Oh I cry for you, I would die for you
To escape the pain I feel from all that I've been through
I feel it in my soul and in my chest
Take away this ugly thorn inside my flesh
Give me death
But grace is sufficient to start my mission
I'm so far from perfect, can't believe they listen
But hear a broken man 'til your healin' happens
And hear a liar tell you truth to bring you gladness
I could never boast in my accomplishments
I can only hope in God with confidence
Opposite of optimist, U and I are consonants
Broken all the vowels, deservin' of every consequence
Will you cry for me, or will you judge me
Will you throw stones at my head, or will you love me
I could never be everything that you wanna see
But crooked sticks draw straight lines, just look at me
(But crooked sticks draw straight lines, just look at me)
This thorn in my flesh
Is the only thing I got left
And it's so hard to confess
When everybody thinks you're perfect
But I cry for you
If you feel it too
And I'll cry for you
If you show how to lose
The elephants in the room