I know that I've been fleeting away.
Call afraid even when I know that you won’t come down on me.
I see that you’re hiding when I needed you to fight it.
Isn't this the mess that you made?

So where are you Jesus? Are you somewhere in the season?
And I know you didn't mean it but you strayed.
And all that you needed was the innocence and the freedom,
Not the lack of simple reason you praise
You can’t call me a fake but you know everything.
Someday we'll talk about it oh you don’t hear without sin

I’m coming to you as the calm before the storm,
Even when I know that you won’t shake me off.
I’m forming a habit and I swear I fucking had it
And it’s holding me its hostage a slave
Why do you leave us? Why are you always retreating?
And I know you must be feeling ashamed
Bleed out fall to the ground embrace me

You can’t call me a fake but you know everything.
Someday we'll talk about it oh you dent hear without sin
When you say what you mean
When you show us all your insides
When you’re caught up in a tree
I will show you what it feels like