forgive Songtext
von Abby Powledge

I′m ghosting my hometown friends, but, none of it's on purpose
When I let the guilt sink in, I feel like a bad person
And I know it′s not my fault, the distance is far too long
But, in my defense, they don't call me either

I'm pickin′ up bad habits, and buildin′ a tolerance
I'm smokin′ a cigarette, in the backyards of friends, of friends
And I've never felt much hell, like the burn of my Christian guilt
Perpetual sin, it kills, all my fire

Maybe I′ve tried all that I could
Maybe I've changed or maybe I should
′Cause I'm gettin' tired inside my own skin
So maybe I owe it to myself to forgive


I′m stayin′ up way too late, forgettin' to eat somethin′
Then I underestimate, quite how much is on my plate
'Cause then I′m awake all night, obsessed with my appetite
Then I wonder why I'm sick in the morning

Maybe I′ve tried all that I could
Maybe I've changed or maybe I should
'Cause I′m gettin′ tired inside my own skin
So maybe I owe it to myself to forgive

Beat myself up again, make up some consequence
Knowing that isn't productive or positive
Years of my life I′ve spent craving repentance
Resenting the fact that I go back again and again

And again, and again, and again (and again, and again)
And again, and again, and again (and again, and again, and again)
(And again, and again)

Maybe I've tried all that I could (and again, and again, and again)
(And again, and again, and again)
And again, and again (and again)