We Panic In A Pew

Knees down on the concrete.
Hands out at arms reach.
Admitting defeat, I said, "What do you want from me?"
Knees down on the concrete.
Hands out at arms reach.
I ask myself why I try.
I said, "I don't know why."

Do I need to ask why?
Should I even ask why?

Gavels break on judgement day until both sides agree.
So, write down every word I say and use them against me.
(Can I get a witness?)
Manuscripted, documented sins will set you free.
So, please be careful when you kick the chair from under me.
(Can I get a witness?)