Did you think this was some kind of club?
Well I assure you that it never was.
I'm not here to call you a sell out.
I can promise you that's not what this is about.
Bite my tongue and close my mouth,
say a prayer to lift this broken heart turned cold.
This is more than social acceptance, but that's the way you treat it.
It's more than ideals we follow.
One day I hope you'll see Him for who He is.
You've turned away.
Pride is what you seek and it will fail you as you fade away.
Trading Him for a social spot as the truth in love disappears.
I cry for you as you fade away.
One thing you need to know, there will always be grace.