As you push it up through the soil,
I will shake your filthy hand.
You may be dead to me but that don't mean we can't be friends.
Now it's time to get over this,
Long as it's clear you understand,
That I will never trust a single thing you say again.
Because the judge of you is someone I could never be,
Is why you should thank the Lord that it is Him, and it's not me.
Don't give up, it's not the end,
There's hope for every fallen man,
To pick themselves up when they think they can,
Because with every passing second comes a second chance.
Oh-oh-oh
You stole so much from me and there is nothing left to take,
Save a hard learned lesson on how to not make the same mistake.
And you may be delirious but that is something that will fade,
After you confess that this mess is all something that you made.
Oh, because the judge of you is someone I could never be,
Is why you should thank the Lord that it is Him, and it's not me.
But don't give up, it's not the end.
There's hope for every fallen man,
To pick themselves up when they think they can,
Because with every passing second comes a second chance
Oh-oh-oh
Don't give up, it's not the end.
You'll get back on your feet again.
Forgivness can be given when you think it can,
Because with every passing second comes a second chance
Oh-oh-oh
Take a good look at yourself and know,
You've got yourself a ways to go.
But difficult is not impossible,
You can take back all the lost control.
Take a good look at yourself and see,
You'll emerge eventually.
As long as your heart's not too far gone,
From the only thing that can save you from yourself...
Forgivness can be given when you think it can,
'cause with every passing second comes a second chance.
