I'm a fuel that never will burn
I'm a lesson to be learned
you try and try to make me catch flame
but I won't and I'm the only one it hurts

Im sorry I don't fit the mold
Im sorry I wasn't born full grown
and if you attack all the things I lack,
you've cost me more than you've have sold

and you're to busy moving mountains
to noticed the crone who walks alone
who tried and tries to see things your way
but who won't and he's the only one you've hurt

with no map to lead the way
there cant be any shame in being lost
I'm the kind of man that has to fully understand
before i can ever claim a cross. 

Maybe you'll hear this song and think
that you've figured my out my faith
but maybe God is more than the mold that you make
it costs you more than you've made.