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I woke up in the morning, |
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And I realized what I jerk I've been, |
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Feel like I need to call up, |
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And say I'm sorry to all my friends, |
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Now I see how God's working, |
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Sensitizing that part of me, |
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I've been learning the difference, |
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Between attitude and identity. |
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I'm sorry about who I am, |
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I'm not who I'm trying to be. |
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For some reason my bad attitude comes so easily. |
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Love is like an addiction, |
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And I hope that I'm gettin' hooked. |
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Spread it like an infection, |
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Seein' Christ everywhere I look |
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I dont want to be know as |
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"The handsome guy with the attitude" |
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I'm sick of makin' excuses, |
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It's not ok for me to be rude. |
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Your breaking down my defenses, |
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And I'm findin' I'm not so hard, |
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Love is knockin' me senseless, |
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Love is catchin' me off my guard. |
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And now this chip on my shoulder, |
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Is losing some of it's jaggedness. |
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Lord I want to draw closer, |
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Leave behind all my bitterness. |
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