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You think you know me
But you can’t look me in the face
‘Cause everytime you look at me
It only reminds you of your disgrace

I’m cut, and I’m bleeding
I’m lying still there dying on the floor
You stand there, and you can’t see
All the things you’ve done-to-me

My true feelings are veiled behind
The mask of my own torn-up face
You can’t see you’re destroying me
Because you can’t even look my way

I’m cut, and I’m bleeding
I’m lying still there dying on the floor
You stand there, and you can’t see
All the things you’ve done-to-me

The pain is bearable
But only because I’ve felt it before
Now everytime I think you love me
You send me screaming to the floor

No more
No more
No more
No more

I’m cut, and I’m bleeding
I’m lying still there dying on the floor
You stand there, and you can’t see
All the things you’ve done-to-me

I left you and found another
He cares for me like never before
Jesus Christ, Way, Truth, Life,
I’ll never endure your abuse anymore

(Spoken)
“For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life through Christ Jesus our Lord.”

I was cut, and I was bleeding
I was lying still there dying on the floor
Now you stand there, and you finally see
All the things you’ve done-to-me