When it's just you and her,
if life were simpler
you close the door and home becomes a jumping castle.
There's always politics,
like kids that push and kick,
and bouncin' off the walls, but cleanup is a hassle.
Last time you said it was the last,
this time is repeat of the past.
Give me strength.
Why did all the goodness come, but then end?
Why pray now?
God is screaming, calls and dying out.
You're making sense today.
Life is more than just play.
But will your conscience stay, she's riding roller coasters.
She gets to attached to things,
like words and promise rings.
She's circling the hole, the pattern you locked her in.
Last time you said it was the last,
this time is repeat of the past.
Give me strength.
Why did all the goodness come, but then end?
Why pray now?
God is screaming, calls and dying out.