I was screaming out your name. i guess you never heard me but i was screaming it for years and i think i deserve a reason for why you've been so elusive. now i've been thinking about my life and i can't believe that i have wasted so much time trying to be what everyone loves the prodigal son returning. oh what a sight the prodigal son returning

If jesus christ ever reached down and touched my life he certainly left no sign to let me know he had. and i wouldn't mind that he couldn't find the time it's just that now my heart longs for things that probably don't exist. but now i think i see this for what it is

Oh my soul! oh my soul is tired but i've got an itch to scratch i've got a stone to throw and i want to sink my teeth into your hollow bones. i've got a bone to pick and i want to pick it clean! oh the prodigal son and his shameful disbelief

I want something better. i want something real. and this is the part where my exit starts because i caught a glimpse of the father's heart. do we want something we can't have? so come on friends count up your sins: one for being human two for being born like this. this isn't love. we're not in love. if you wanted love you just should've spoken up