Its all been said before
Nothing new to say
But yea you want to hear it from me
Im the one
You wont be happy
Till you here a confession
Roll from the guilty tongue
In this world
There are saints and sinners
No Ive never been a saint
And every minuet it gets worse
Lust gets me what I want
No Ive never been a saint
And every minuet it gets worse
You make it sound like a bad thing
1,000 girls would kill to have this curse
Give me your hollow advice
And pray that Ill be fine
Pretend it was a noble fight I fought
And hold me in your empty thoughts
Send me your thoughtless prayers
For all the awful trouble that Im in
You sheltered saint
What the hell do you really know of sin
Ive seen things
That would scare your perfect mind
Ive learned my mistakes toll
Ive done things
That would make your virgin eyes roll
Dont send me your best wishes
Hand me a bottle of whisky
And ignore all care
Then regard me in your thoughtless prayers
In this world
There are saints and sinners
No Ive never been a saint
And every minuet it gets worse
Lust gets me what I want
No Ive never been a saint
And every minuet it gets worse
You make it sound like a bad thing
1,000 girls would kill to have this curse
And dont even bother
Eventually Ill just be the devil on your shoulder
You can try to help
Try to tell me
But you wont be able
Leave me be
Id hate to contribute
To the fall of an angel
Give me your hollow advice
And pray that Ill be fine
Pretend it was a noble fight I fought
And hold me in your empty thoughts
Send me your thoughtless prayers
For all the awful trouble that Im in
You sheltered saint
What the hell do you really know of sin
Things could be worse
1,000 girls would kill to have this curse














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