Do you mean to tell me
that it's my fault when youre yelling-
the way anger gets caught in your eyes
repelling my words just as fast as they're propelling.
This makes me sick to the pit of my belly,
And I dont know about you, but I'm ready.
You're telling me, "Your mistakes will haunt you
God turns his back on people like you; none will want you."
One will, I'm counting to three, you better leave on two.
My own ability to forgive went past me and beyond you.
Is this a new low we're on to?
Im beyond through.
"Give it a minute?"
"We have to give it
Time to think it..."
No, I think life has a pivot
Where you either die or live it
If it's meant to be
We'll be back