Wow, I just got back into town

And all these people keep staring you down

An there’s a mixture in my blood

With adrenaline when your around

Got a feeling like it’s taken for ages

But i’ll never really pin it down

I got an angel on my shoulder

But I sin, it’s a sin, it’s a—

It’s like you put my face at the front of a billboard staring into emptiness

God, I love it

You talk like a poet and you act like a drunk but you could be my patron saint

I got a certain type of feeling

That you’re depending on belief again

Yeah, come on, come on

It’s a sin, it’s a sin, it’s a—

Yeah, come on, come on

It’s a sin, it’s a sin, it’s a—

I just got back down to earth

Not sure if it’s my home turf

And there’s a mixture in my blood

And this time it ain’t love

Got an angel on both shoulders

Or is it just how they’re dressed?

Its like you put my face at the back of your daydreams staring into emptiness

Yeah, come on, come on

It’s a sin, it’s a sin, it’s a—

Yeah, come on, come on

It’s a sin, it's a sin, it’s a sin, it’s a—

I got a certain type of feeling

I got a certain type of feeling

I got a certain type a feeling, yeah, yeah

Yeah, come on, come on

It’s a sin, it’s a sin, it’s a—

Yeah, come on, come on

It’s a sin, it’s a sin, it’s a—

Yeah, come on, come on

It’s a sin, it’s a sin, it’s a—

Yeah, come on, come on

It’s a sin, it’s a sin, it’s a—