There was a sinner
If you had it
There was a sinner
If you forget
I was a rich man
I'm bleeding me out
There was an empty park
Came to circle up my empty space
Things can begin
Let's finish them oh
Lives can recourse
... Any old way
....
Somewhere across the stair
In a sh**ty bar
In the... any old ..
You find a sinner
Yeah, you can forget
They find sinners who will write us any old space
There are things can be lost
There are lines can be crossed
Well to finish them off
And you cross anyway
They don't wanna cross
But they all want my coat
They don't wanna cross
They don't want my coat
There are things can be lost
Let's finish them off
There are lines can be crossed
But to cross them will any old way
Said, to cross them will any old way