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Sometimes I don't act the way I'm supposed to do

That's when I get scared wondering when I'm being true

Getting sick & tired of the same old smiling faces

Running out of people to like, stuck in the same places

What did you think? This was the easy way out?

What did you think following the Lord is really all about?

Did you think we just got our daily holy kiss?

And no failures and frustrations make me sick of this?

Sometimes I get home with scum all over me

That's when I look in the mirror disbelievingly

Finding out how much God loves me every single day

But I'm always finding out the hardest way

Trapped by my intellect, where do I go from here?

Just turn off the lights & go to sleep without a prayer

Somewhere someone's nails are ripped out for the Lord I take so lightly

And with each stumble & guilty pang satan grows more & more mighty

Now here I sit like a useless rug on the floor

Waiting for the hand that pulls me to heaven's door

Sometimes a sin is all I need to get me thinking right

A failures all it takes to get me back into the fight