My God is money in the bank
And my love is shallow and fake

Hiding cold, greedy hands
I depend on my own plans

I'm alive, but not really awake
I've been blind to everything at stake

Why do I fail to let go and trust you?
When, when will I try
To trust the love in your eyes

Shaken to silence
Why do I fight this
Leaving me breathless
How great is your love

The battle lines have been redrawn
The fight extends to my front lawn

Broken hearts and smoking guns
Tell me Lord what have I done

He said, "You open your heart, but you won't let go."