It’s clear he doesn’t care yet you keep wasting your good
The shoulder you offered for their comfort they use as a stepping stone
Over and over they’re rude when you play good
Turn this table, it’s been years since you’ve been letting go
I understand your discomfort when i offer their hate with an embrace
You’ll agree that i freely give an inexhaustible gift i was freely given
Well, I’m a fool of grace because I’m full of grace
Much love is expected to whom much love is given.