Did you think this was some kind of club? Well I $$#ure 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.