“Dear friends, now we are children of God, and what we will be has not yet been made known. But we know that when Christ appears, we shall be like him, for we shall see him as he is. All who have this hope in him purify themselves, just as he is pure.” 1 John 3: 2-3

Maybe you should just think twice

I don't wait around on your advice

You tell me I can go this far, but no more

Try to show me heaven and then slam the door

You offer shelter at a price much too dear

And your kind of love's the kind that soon disappears

So don't brag how you have changed

And everything's been rearranged

I thought all that was over and done

But I still get the same from Each and Everyone

Being kind is just a way to keep me under your thumb

And I can cry because that's something we've always done

You tell me I'm free of the past now and all those lies

Then offer me the same thing in a different guise.