I am the thorn in your crown 
But You love me anyway 
I am the sweat from Your brow 
But You love me anyway 
I am the nail in Your wrist 
But You love me anyway 
I am Judas' kiss 
But You love me anyway 
See now I am the man who yelled out from the crowd 
For Your blood to be spilled on this earth shaking ground 
Yes then I turned away with a smile on my face 
With this sin in my heart, tried to bury Your grace 
And then alone in the night I still call out for You 
So ashamed of my life, my life, my life 
But You love me anyway 
Oh God, how You love me 
Yes, You love me anyway

-Sidewalk Prophets