You Say

You say you knew something was wrong,
Does being correct help you sleep at night?
You say you knew he wasnt such a nice guy,
So why did you run, when you could've stayed to fight?
You say you knew something wasnt right,
Does that make your silence seem okay?
You say you knew freakish stuff was happening,
So do you feel fine with just staying out of the way?
You say that God can heal all my wounds,
But what do I do with them until then?
You say that it's all going to be alright,
I'm not so sure, and the pain is expressed through my pen