You cannot be my god
I do not believe in perfection
I will not trade myself
For your affection
Just being still's enough
Goodbyes are questions
Full tilt is not that tough
In your direction
I cannot be your god
But here's a suggestion
Please don't change yourself
For my attention
Tonight feels like time is up
Goodbyes are questions
Turning back is so damn tough
When you're facing heaven
It isn't what you want
But it's what's expected
I hope that comfort comes
Within convention
I hope that comfort comes
As feelings lessen
I hope that comfort comes
But i'm glad I felt them