Doubt

Biting my cheeks til the blood runs down the drain
And a perfect picture of the pressure in my brain
And I couldn't waste it when it filled that empty tomb
And I found you, wasted, on a Sunday afternoon
And it's hard to explain it to a mind that's primed with loss
Have I carried the weight of some unnecessary cross
And that swollen religion leaves me searching for the cure
And I saw that

I sold my life out for a lie

And I guess when you spoke, it seemed like nothing all at once
And I've heard that every heart should follow anything it wants
But just chasing that pleasure left me feeling sick and scared
Which you'd know if you ever bothered acting like you cared
And it's hard to explain it to a gut that only knows
To take overindulgence as the path I never chose
But that echo of addiction numbed the bleeding and the pain
And I saw that

I sold my life out for a lie

It could be one of those things that someone already knows
Is what to do with a life that has forgot how it goes
It's going at the right time, but feels it's in the wrong place
Keep pacing, carving your tracks, with hands for holding your face
We face the truth and it sounds like music humble and sweet
She sickly sweetly proclaims that truth is found at her feet
So we keep footing the bill while just ignoring the fact
That it is one thing she says, but then another she acts
She's acting jury and judge and executioner, too
Says some are worthy of life, but some are maybe not you
Maybe not me if I'm wrong; I found the wrong thing to learn
Or maybe this was His intent and I was just built to burn

Maybe I was just built to burn
Maybe I was just built to burn
They told me that I'm built to burn

I sold my life out for a lie