If you don't love me I know he does

At first I felt like I was dying on the inside calm and collect on the outside.
Drowning in my pain, floating following my dreams.
Can you see what I see..
I doubt it.
On the outside I never cried. Inside is where the pain reside he says lets go for a ride hop inside.
But what he didn't tell me was it was going to be the last of me. You can't have trust without pain, the pain that drive you insane. What he didn't tell me is it was going to be the last of me.
After all is said and done he asked if I'm ready to have fun. What more can be done he took away my loved ones and gave me troubled ones. When I was at my worst he brought out the hearse, said it was going to be the best for me.
Did I tell you what he didn't tell me it was going to be the last of me.

Trust me he said, child like on a wild night I gave him my hand, we layed, well fed, something I would never dread. Take control over me, use me, never abused me he promised he wouldn't loose me.
Trust me he said, with trust comes pain.
My thoughts are his thoughts, my will is his will. Just like the psycho wino you move away from me stare at me and make fun of me. I am me no more I am who you can't understand. Move away from me, stare at me, don't touch me, because you think its contagious. Outrageous, preposterous, don't be afraid sit with me eat with me. Let me pass to you what he passed to me. Understand on the other hand we can form a band, a band of believers, believers in Christ let us unite.
Put your bibles up for that Christian fight.