Charity

You’re not pulling my teeth out
When my fingers will do just fine
Talk about speaking in tongues
No there’s no more cavity for lies

And I’ve got an answer for it all
A life of call and response
Well every echo’s not a choir
But I’m safe till someone catches on

You can be honest
And you can still be wrong

There’s too many hands trying to feed
Words that no one ever wants to eat
Reach out but never touch
A new name for the same crutch

There’s too many hands that trying to feed
A voice that loves to hear itself speak
A gift that’s a hook with a lead
No favor given to any but me

There’s no empty pockets if you’ve got none
No answers if you’ve got no questions
There’s nothing here to be shared
Just lent out broken, and you pay for repairs