Did you think this was some kind of club? Well I assure you that it never was. I'm not here to call you a sell out. I can promise you that's not what this is about. Bite my tongue and close my mouth, say a prayer to lift this broken heart turned cold. This is more than social acceptance, but that's the way you treat it. It's more than ideals we follow. One day I hope you'll see Him for who He is. You've turned away. Pride is what you seek and it will fail you as you fade away. Trading Him for a social spot as the truth in love disappears. I cry for you as you fade away. One thing you need to know, there will always be grace.