My God was mean
My God was mighty
Nothing but my best would ever do
So I tried hard for grace to find me
And make me new
I learned the laws
But couldn't keep them
I'd cry in bed worthless and ashamed
I've fallen short, I'm not enough
I took the blame
But I don't think it's s'posed to work like that
Can I take the good and leave the bad?
Did I get the story wrong?
Maybe I am not broken after all
They told me I was born a sinner
But nothing that some water couldn't clean
They led me down to the river
But I still had some trouble feeling free
So I killed the shame with bourbon whiskey
And slurred my way on through Amazing Grace
I sang the songs but never knew quite who was listening
And carried on my way with shaky faith
But I don't think it's s'posed to work like that
Can I take the good and leave the bad?
Did I get the story wrong?
Maybe I am not broken after all
I learned love is a reflection
And God can be a weapon
If we don't learn to love ourselves first
Maybe flawed but I'm not broken
I'm the universe unopened
Finding freedom from the curse
I found my home inside the moment
No mind, no thought, no fear
What have I been busy chasing after
When love and light have always been right here
Yeah, I think that I could work with that
I could take the good and leave the bad
I just got the story wrong
Maybe I am not broken
No, no I am not broken
No, no I am not broken after all