Who knew you’d be hated for being who you are And be a big target for all the insecure There’s a bullseye painted on our chests In the crosshairs of the ignorant But I am not your scapegoat anymore Didn’t forget and you’re not forgiven I won’t forget, I

Reach out for her healing hands There's a light, where the darkness ends, Touch me now and let me see again, Rock me now in your gentle healing hands But giving into the nightime Ain't no cure for the pain You gotta wade into the water You gotta learn to