SINNERS

I don't know the people with a judging eye

I know the freaks with an open mind

Whoa

I don't know the people with a secret life

I know the ones in the spotlight

Truth sets you free every time

You say you love me

Then you leave me and you testify

That I'm a dirty little demon

Runnin' out of time

Think when judgment day comes

We're gonna see who's right

If being me is wrong, then let me be the issue

If singin' my own song, makes you sad then grab the tissues

Cry to Hail Mary, let her pick the winner

I don't know the saints, I know the sinners

I don't know the people hidin' in the light

I know the freaks that marry the night

Oh, oh

The ones who play by their own rules

Don't need the good book to be good to you

No, no, nah

Yeah, they love me

Never leave me hangin' high and dry

Stick together, bird feather

Chosen family ties

When judgment day comes

Know who I want by my side

If being me is wrong, then let me be the issue

If singin' my own song, makes you sad then grab the tissues

Cry to Hail Mary, let her pick the winner

I don't know the saints, I'm a sinner

Oh

I'm a sinner

Oh

(I don't know)

I don't know the people pleasers

Know the boys in six inch pleasers

And the girls strapped up real tight

Lovin' who ever they like

I don't know the hypocrites

Throwing stones from glass closets

I know the folks who live for themselves

And no one else

If being me is wrong, then let me be the issue

If singin' my own song, makes you sad then grab the tissues

Cry to Hail Mary, let her pick the winner

I don't know the saints, I'm a sinner

Ah yeah (ah yeah)

I'm a sinner baby

I don't know the saints, I'm a sinner