I had to suffer just to be welcome in my skin My body lies at the edge of the darkness Holding on to nothing Pray I don't fall in My head spins to the tempo of my heart alone I gave up comfort just to be comfortable in sin My sunken eyes looking into the darkness Holding on to something only found within I lie because the truth has never been all that worth the pain I hide because the truth is I could never look into your eyes again The grown adult I want to be While my habits lay in front of me The circus girls are tumbling But none of them will make it to the major stage, the promised land Searching for an honest man With honest eyes and honest hands And not the sinner posing as a saint