I’ve been taught how to talk to You
Hold it together
Make the bad look better
Say all the words that I’m supposed to
Bow my head say amen, yeah that’ll do
Making every dead-end look like Heaven
Like being okay is the way to reach You
But You’re not afraid of all the things I feel
So why am I afraid of being real
You want my tears
Every messy word
Every scar and every fear
You want all I have
With no holding back
When I’m hurt
At my worst
You meet me there
‘Cause You see the beauty
In my broken prayers
In my broken prayers
You don’t care if it ain’t poetry
‘Cause all of my edges
They’re a little rough
But that’s all I got to bring
‘Cause You’re not afraid of all the things I feel
Don’t have to hide the scars that still aren’t healed
Mascara running down my face
Desperate cry in a dark place
You take me that way
All of me
