| All those things I’ve done before
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| It doesn’t matter anymore
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| I see the errors of my oh-so-humble ways
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| Better run before
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| There’s no way that I can cover for
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| All these things catch up to me
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| We’ve all sinned before
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| I have sinned before
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| These sins, they seem to fit you well
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| Since I have known these sins so well
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| All these sins I’ve known before
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| They just don’t concern me anymore
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| A secret voice in my sleep
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| Better speak before
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| Know there’s someone right behind the door
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| I don’t seem to speak with ease
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| Falling
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| Falling down
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| I see these words don’t work so well
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| I say these words so well
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| See me saying «Oh, well»
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| It’s easy to save face in this world
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| How can you qualify
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| Difference between a sin and a lie
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| I see my silver lining in the sky
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| But now I can’t decide
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| If you told the truth or you lied
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| You seem to sin so well
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| This light’s so bright
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| It seems to hurt my eyes
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| You seem to sin so well
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| If the crush of your emotions
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| Leave you lying in the dust
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| Then take it all right out on me And leave me in the rain to rust |