| God, I’m down here on my knees
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| Cause it’s the last place left to fall
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| Beggin' for another chance
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| If there’s any chance at all
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| That you might still be listenin'
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| Lovin' and forgivin' guys like me
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| I’ve spent my whole life gettin' it all wrong
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| And I sure could use your help, cause from now on
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| I wanna be a good man
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| A «do like I should» man
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| I wanna be the kind of man the mirror likes to see
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| I wanna be a strong man
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| And admit that I was wrong, man
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| God, I’m asking you to come change me
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| To the man I wanna be
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| If there’s any way for her and me to make another start
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| Could you see what you could do
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| To put some love back in her heart
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| Cause it’s going to take a miracle
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| After all I’ve done to really make her see
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| That I wanna be a stay man
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| I wanna be a great man
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| I wanna be the kind of man that she sees in her dreams
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| God, I wanna be your man
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| And I wanna be her man
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| God, I only hope she still believes
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| In the man I wanna be
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| Well, I know this late at night that talk is cheap
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| Lord, don’t give up on me
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| I wanna be a givin' man
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| I wanna really start livin', man
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| God, I’m asking you to come change me |