Who’s the liar, who saved who
Judgment was the choice you made (a choice you made)
And pews aren’t quite as inviting as you portray 
Try as you may but, you’re a wreck and respect 
Could be something you can look into finding,
Yourself before, you find me face down thirty miles on September seventh
Still searching for the reason, (and that reason is you, and that reason is you)
(Always standing tall), back so far from the wall
(Real Men) will be found with their face flat on the ground
This is just, short of a disaster, 
Rocks don’t take to kindly straight to my chest
Hand motionless, the grasp is gone
Its people like you that turn kids away from God (it's people like you) (4x)

I’m not afraid at all
I know it’s hard to hear 
You want me scared, but some want you dead