Stubborn (Psalms 151)/Someone I Used To Know - Lee Ann Womack

There’s a whole lot of stubborn in this room

There’s a whole lot of pride that won’t let go

There’s a whole lot of stubborn in this room

That shows no sign of giving up control

I’ve drawn all the curtains

I’ve turned out all the lights

Scared to death somebody else might see

There’s a whole lot of stubborn in this room

And there’s no one here but me

There’s a whole lot of demons in this room

They want it all, and they don’t wanna share

There’s a whole lot of demons in this room

And none of them believe in fighting fair

Some sit on my left

Some sit on my right

They talk so loud it’s hard to disagree

I’m surrounded by the demons in this room

And there’s no one here but me

And I can’t quite remember how to pray anymore

I can’t quite remember what to say anymore

If it turns out that I can’t have my way anymore

How will I know which way to turn, when I walk out the door?

There’s a molecule of faith in this room

What they used to call the mustard seed

There’s a molecule of faith in this room

And a book that says that’s all I’ll ever need

I don’t know where it is, but I hope I find it soon

Cause nothing else will ever set me free

There’s a molecule of faith in this room

And even though it’s much too small to see

If I have the courage to believe

I’ll find the one who left it here for me