same old question
without words
so familiar
seldom heard
if I answer
I confess
I am only
just a guess
and with my eyes
it's hard to see
and with my ears it's
hard to believe that
if I ever lose my will to live
it was me I could not forgive
there's no savior hanging on this cross
it isn't suffering we fear but loss
this is closer than I ever came
just a burning moth without a flameisaac's knife can
cut away
all the poisoned
yesterdays
and the anger
break it down
into the ocean
let it drown
as far as east is
from the west
I let you go
I know it's best
and my answer to the years of strife
is the way I choose to live my life
there's no savior hanging on this cross
it isn't suffering you fear but loss
when there's no one else around to blame
you're a burning moth without a flamereally want to take your face tonight
let you see yourself in a different light
if you were to take my place tonight
oh wouldn't jesus be surprisedthere's no savior on this cross
it isn't suffering we fear but loss
this is closer than I ever came
just a burning moth without a flame
it's an offer that you can't refuse
it's a trophy that you'll want to lose
but you'll do anything
you'll do anything
just a burning moth without a flame just a burning moth without a flame
