Letter (Remixed and Remastered) Lyrics

I'm trying to fix my past

With pieces that can't ever last

Against the sands of time

When's this all gonna be mine?

I'll fight the help you give

It's not free for how I live

It's a chain that I'll always aim to break

So don't look me in the face

Because I'm so afraid that

You will suddenly understand

That I'm not the man you think I am

So don't make a plan

You can't save me

I mean maybe

There's always the possibility

You can save me

From the prison that I built for me

But don't bet on it

Some days I'm just too selfish

To see the people that I hurt

And the guilt in me will wait to burn

Until I feel again

I'm so sorry friend

I should call and ask for help

But I won't because I'm always struggling

With the doubt that I have

That this could be God's plan

Is it really God's plan

For me to be able to stand

Against the things that bring me down

And let them be something that I can live without?

I can't live without

I'm always trying to fly away

From problems I had yesterday

A never ending struggle

Of climbing out of the rubble

Clipped my wings and bought 'em

A casket of empty bottles

I hope one day I'll get better

But for now I'll write this letter

Tell me who hurt you mother

That let you hurt my sister, brother?

Will I do the same when my time comes?

Will I even meet someone

Who can know me at my worst

And not run if I don't first?

If I don't first

If I don't first

Find a way to mess it up

I don't think I can be enough

If it's all the same to you

I'll walk away before you do

Let's rewind

You give me time

I promise you that I will find

A way to bring us back to God

I hope I'm not a fraud

Tell me now God, am I saved?

Or will I simply fade away?

I'm trying to find the answer I want

But I'm ignoring the call

I don't want to change

I think I'm in love with pain

But the plan was never to stay the same

I will blame

Family I can't see

They don't want a thing to do with me

Wanted closure

So to find it I wrote them a letter

But got no response

Is it really a loss

If I didn't expect anything else?

I wish 'em well

I'm always trying to fly away

From problems I had yesterday

A never ending struggle

Of climbing out of the rubble

Clipped my wings and bought 'em

A casket of empty bottles

I hope one day I'll get better

But for now I'll write this letter