You cannot be my god I do not believe in perfection I will not trade myself For your affection Just being still's enough Goodbyes are questions Full tilt is not that tough In your direction I cannot be your god But here's a suggestion Please don't change yourself For my attention Tonight feels like time is up Goodbyes are questions Turning back is so damn tough When you're facing heaven It isn't what you want But it's what's expected I hope that comfort comes Within convention I hope that comfort comes As feelings lessen I hope that comfort comes But i'm glad I felt them