Rotten Apple

Can't put it down. Can't pick it up Can't put it down no Can't pick it up. Can't can't can't can't can't pick it up But that day is coming Get to the point that sticks, in your side But that day is coming Get to the point that sticks, in your side But that day is coming A change is coming, turning of the page Letting go of all frustration and what is selfish gain Won't be afraid and we can get fooled By insecure thoughts trying to take over and trying to rule No one to blame, and no excuses So easy to paint a picture and feel that we can't undo What we think we are from what we're told Healing of the soul reshape the path to walk into your arms And I will embrace now and I will be true Ain't letting this pain compromise the love that I have for you Can't put it down no. Can't pick it up Can't put it down. Can't pick it up Can't can't can't can't can't pick it up But that day is coming Get to the point that sticks, in your side But that day is coming Get to the point that sticks, in your side But that day is coming Get to the point that sticks, in your side But that day is coming