Ben Bridwell - Straight and Narrow lyrics

The trouble with the straight and the narrow Is its so thin, I keep sliding off to the side And the devil makes good use of these hands of mine And if Jesus is the straight path that saves Then I'm condemned to live my whole life on the curb On the crossroad to the devil, I'll dwell and I'll count my years You know that I got a little something I should say I guess that I'm just so easily led astray It's alright because I know my own way back home from here And I don't fall of the wagon you know I take a dive and go as deep as I can go Don't hold your breath because I'm coming up slow, this time. And The trouble with the straight and the narrow Is its so thin, I keep sliding off to the side And the devil makes good use of these hands of mine You know a little problem or two I guess that I keep on taking a few I've been told its not the best thing that I can do, right now And I don't go looking for my sins you know They come out waiting, and I just get on and go Don't hold your breath because I'm coming up slow this time And The trouble with the straight and the narrow Is its so thin, I keep sliding off to the side And the devil makes good use of these hands of mine And if Jesus is the straight path that saves Then I'm condemned to live my whole life on the curb On the crossroad to the devil, I'll dwell and I'll count my years And The trouble with the straight and the narrow Is its so thin, I keep sliding off to the side And the devil makes, the devil makes, good use of these hands of mine