Lyrics

Verse 1:**
*I tried to love You with my hands—*
*Bricks of duty, shifting sand.*
*But You whispered through the cracks,*
*“*Child, love’s not a tithe… it’s a welcome back.*”*
*My heart’s a fractured psalm, off-key,*
*Yet You dance to its broken melody.*

**Pre-Chorus:**
*You hung on nails to rewrite my score,*
*Tore the veil so my *could’ve* became *for sure.**
*Now every scar’s a chord in Your symphony—*
*Love isn’t earned… it’s breathed in me.*

**Chorus:**
***So I’ll love You reckless, love You raw—***
*With the dirt of my doubt, the cracks in my awe.*
*Your cross is the compass, my failures the key,*
*You’re the *yes* in my *why*, the grace in my plea.*
***To love You is to ache, to bleed, to break—***
*To let You love me first, for heaven’s sake.*

**Verse 2:**
*I kissed the world, but it tasted like rust,*
*Drank its lies till my soul went bust.*
*You found me choking on the altar’s ash,*
*Washed my feet with the tears I’d dashed.*
*“*Commandments?” You said, “They’re not a chain—*
*Just My heartbeat spelled out in the rain.”*

**Bridge (The Greatest Commandment):**
***Love the Lord with all your heart,***
*Even when the stitches tear apart.*
***Love your neighbor as your scars—***
*We’re all just beggars of the stars.*
***For I was hungry, I was jailed,***
*I was the ghost your fear assailed.*
***To love Me… is to see My face—***
*In the least of these, the lost, the erased.*

**Breakdown (Raw Confession):**
*(Screamed over chaotic chords)*
*I’ve failed a thousand times to hold Your gaze,*
*But Your mercy’s a fire that outburns my blaze!*
*You’re the Father sprinting through the dust,*
*The Son who dies for the *why* I don’t trust.*

**Chorus (Reprise):**
***So I’ll love You fierce, love You flawed—***
*With the rage in my veins, the doubts unthawed.*
*Your blood’s the anthem, my shame’s the verse,*
*You turn my curses into blessings reversed.*
***To love You is to die, to rise, to scream—***
*To let You rebuild me from the wreckage I’ve been.*

**Outro (Eternal Echo):**
*(Whispered over a fading piano)*
*One day the shadows will combust,*
*Every *not enough* dissolved to dust.*
*Till then, I’ll love You with my fumbling rhyme—*
*Jesus, my heartbeat… God, my lifeline.*