I am the comfortable secure
Definition of this western world
And I have perfected deceit
Even I believe I'm above saving
Yeah
E(no3) G(No3) C(no3)
I am the bro-ken
I am the bruised
I am the poor ones
I have been used.
Emx2
It takes me falling to the ground
To admit to fully needing You
Then when I am breathing my last breath
"Come and save me" I will cry to You
E(no3) G(No3) C(no3)
Why does it take so much to bring me to my knees,
Why does it take so much pain for me to see?
If strength is only found when I am on my knees,
Why is it so hard to show that I am weak?
Yeah