Cry For You (Feat. Taylor Hill)

This thorn in my flesh Is the only thing I got left And it's so hard to confess When everybody thinks you're perfect But I cry for you If you feel it, too And I'll cry for you If you're so hard to lose The elephant's in the room Take it away, I beg you, take it all away The pain it causes, it makes me wish I could fade away If they knew what you knew, they'd probably shun me I'm surprised you know it all and you love me I know I break your heart Body of death, give me rest if my heart stops Then it don't hurt no more, can't get worse no more Can't pursue all these desires, it ain't cursed no more No more lies about my worth no more I understand the thoughts of suicide that do reside But when I stop and think about my family, I feel new inside I promised I would die a thousand deaths 'fore I cause them any pain But somehow I end up killing everything I cry for you If you feel a dark, twisted, heart-wrenching, hate-to-see-your-own-reflection Praying for an intervention, feeling guilt and feeling shame I just call on Jesus name Praying daily, can you take away this pain? Take the thorn away Still, it remains, I Feel the same, I Know that I'm here, but Still feel insane Satan would love to see my give up and throw up my hands He say I'm guilty but You say I'm clean This thorn in my flesh Is the only thing I got left And it's so hard to confess When everybody thinks you're perfect But I cry for you If you feel it, too And I'll cry for you If you're so hard to lose The elephant's in the room Sunday morning, or Sunday mourning I woke up dead inside from all the hurt I saw before me Evil tryna take away my testimony Starin' at my phone, feelin' like a phony Oh, I cry for you, I would die for you To escape the pain I feel from all that I've been through I feel it in my soul and in my chest Take away this ugly thorn inside my flesh Give me death But grace is sufficient to start my mission I'm so far from perfect, can't believe they listen But hear a broken man 'til your healin' happens And hear a liar tell you truth to bring you gladness I could never boast in my accomplishments I can only hope in God with confidence Opposite of optimist, You and I are consonants Broken all the vowels, deservin' of every consequence Will you cry for me, or will you judge me? Will you throw stones at my head, or will you love me? I could never be everything that you wanna see But crooked sticks draw straight lines, just look at me (But crooked sticks draw straight lines, just look at me) This thorn in my flesh Is the only thing I got left And it's so hard to confess When everybody thinks you're perfect But I cry for you If you feel it, too And I'll cry for you If you're so hard to lose The elephant's in the room