I tried to learn to walk without this crutch
Holding on to anything That might keep me up
But what it'd take to move my legs was more than I could pay
That cross won't fit unless you nail me to it, and I don't have the strength

I wanted to be that man who washed your feet
I wanted to move those mountains right into the sea
But all of my gold turned into dust somewhere along the way
Now the mess that I sit in now is the mess I've made

I tried so hard to give you everything
Laid myself down on your alter for you to cut away
But the sin I claim is the sin I keep
And too afraid of what I'd be, I crawled away
And now I don't do much but bleed

This is where good men die, down on their knees
This is the line where comfort turns to complacency
This is the thorn stuck in my side and God it made me slow
It hurt too much to pull, so I just let it grow
It hurt too much to pull, so I just let it grow