I wonder why you can't love me.
I guess it's cause I'm dirty.
I guess it's cause I'm so broken
I can't be lovable.
Other guys love me
And they fight over me
And would each give their right hand
To have what you're running from.
They tell me to forget you
To forget each other.
My profession should be whore.
And keeping truth back is my trade.
I'm so dirty and so broken.
I guess that's why you can't love me.
I wish you would protect me.
By only asking me to wait.
But you won't cause it messes with your life.
And now you've left me.
I guess it was my fault all along.
Physical and emotional disconnected
And I'm leaving broken hearts
In the trail of my own stormy life.
I beg God for a protector
And He gave my heart to you
But not yours to me.
I guess that's my fault.
I'm too dirty and too broken
For you to love.
At least Christ found me
Something worth loving.