I've burned down all the bridges that promote the constant claims that I need you in my heart, here inside. And as I strike the match to sear my conscience I realize that the truth I hide will never die. Fighting to invite my own truth consumes my mind with means to fill the void on my own. But no matter where I set standards my sins still oppose my stance from committing to an independence from a God that demands perfection and I'm seeing that... I CAN'T ESCAPE THE FACT THAT I NEED YOU "I love you," I lied, to fill the gaping hole inside. But as she leaves I feel the same as before. And as the incense dies the fragrance cries that I