You can watch a thief but you can’t trust a lier and you can watch me burn and hear me cry but thats ok because I love the way it hurts and I still love you when you lie.

My heart stolen in locational visions.
I let you see the parts that were not pretty enough, the heart too broken like a Casey chambers country ballad.

Bad dreams that show the things behind the scenes, should I undo the seems in the tapestry of patterns of unfulfilled gangsta games inspired.

Just give me a reason, to not be broken with scars on my heart. That I can learn to love people again, I can find all the song lines to link the stories of emotions and make them into devotions.

Just give me a reason, to not be broken, dancing with the stars written on our hearts, stars dancing with Jesus when others thought they were just talking pretend, sometimes people just want someone to listen and be their friend.