Heads I Win, Tails You Lose - Tourniquet There's a place in the human soul Where we want to be in charge of everything Take control It's not easy to lose the reigns When we feel that we're responsible for all our gains But the fact of the matter is That the credit is only His And the reason you take a breath Is the one who has conquered death Is a God of amazing grace Who is willing to plead your case Do you remember there was a day When you gave your life, you all to Him in every way But your love for Him soon grew cold And you found yourself conforming to the world's mold But the fact of the matter is That the credit is only His And the reason you take a breath Is the one who has conquered death Is a God of amazing grace Who is willing to plead your case When you think that you know best And you think that you can ride The wave out on the crest Then the things that He said are mute And the promises He made to you You give the boot By the time you think it over now Things have gotten worse somehow If you'd only given Him your all He'd have caught you long before the fall And you're looking at what could've been It's tails you lose and heads I win And you're looking at what might have been It's tails you lose and heads I win!