i don't want to be afraid of what i think i can't do. but i can't say i've noticed you've changed. the real you comes out more every day. i'll give it all i got. i'll give it every thought in my mind. i'll give it all i can if you will take my hand and say you're sorry. you can't act like someone else when they're around. stop pretending! i am sick of all these moments of thinking that maybe you'll be at least a little sorry.

How is it fair that someone has to go when there's another begging God to let them go? How is it fair someone has to leave when there's another begging God to set them free? I don't care what you have to do. Give her back and I swear I'll trust you. I don't care what lengths you go to. Give her back and I swear I'll never leave. We had so much more to do. I wanted so much for you. How could you do this? How could you do this, God? How could do this to our home? She wasn't even fully grown. How is it fair that someone gets to live when that someone doesn't even know how to forgive? How is it fair that someone has to die when that someone just started to love being alive? I don't care where you have to go. Doesn't it make a difference if I'm scared to be alone? I don't care what lengths you have to go to. Why doesn't it make a difference if the devil would've loved her too? We had so much more to do. She wanted so much for you. How could you do this? How could you do this, God? How could you do this to her friends? She didn't know it would end. You had so much more to do. You had so much more to lose. So why would you do this? Why would you do this, God? Why would you do this to her? She didn't see it coming.

How could you let this happen? God, I swore I would be true. And I never lied, just thought I could survive with the outline of hell fading into view. I don't wanna live like this, just staying with him because he reminds me of you. I can't stay like this. Living in silence, wishing it was him over you. Watch me fly so high. Tell him and Him what I can do. I know he knows what he's done to my soul. See the afterlife outline fading into view. Am I harsh? No, really. How can you be so cruel now? Believe me when I say he doesn't know when or how. I don't wanna live like this. Staying with him 'cause he's got memories of you. I can't stay like this, living in silence praying for him over you. Watch me fly so high. Tell Him and him what I can do. I know he knows what he's doing to my soul. I hear I love you but how is that true? Am I harsh? No, really? How can you be so cruel now? Believe me when I say he'll never know when or how.