Lyrics Gasoline - Skillet
I'm
sitting
with
my
heart
out
on
the
table
I'm
doing
a
face
to
face
with
God
He
picked
up
my
heart
and
said
What
you
want
me
to
do
with
this?
I
just
blinked
my
eyes
no
smile,
no
laugh,
no
tears
No
shrugging
my
shoulders
It
crossed
my
mind,
Yeah
I
got
an
idea
You
could
take
my
heart
and
put
it
in
a
padlocked
box
What
if
they
grab
too
hard
or
smash
it,
or
throw
it
down
I'm
scared
of
being
hurt,
I
just
want
to
live,
live
a
happy
life!
You
want
to,
you
want
to
()
Soak
my
heart
in
gasoline
Light
a
match
and
consume
me
Soak
my
pride
in
gasoline
All
of
you
and
none
of
me
I
was
reminded
my
heart
reeks
of
gasoline
It
bears
the
mark
of
a
slave
committed
to
life
Anyone
who
wants
it
Will
have
to
grab
it
from
a
real
big
God
Try
to
touch
me
You'll
be
consumed,
you'll
be
consumed
I
want
to,
I
want
to
()
I'm
sitting
here
with
my
heart
out
on
the
table
Next
to
a
bloody
mess
that
was
once
a
man's
heart
I
looked
at
God
and
said,
What
do
you
want
me
to
do
with
this?
He
said,
Already
done,
already
done,
that
heart
was
Jesus
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