I'm no saint but I'm not Satan
Sick & tired of feeling sorry for myself
My back breaks under the weight
Skeletons push my face into the dirt
I've lost count of my drunken mistakes
Dr Jekyll hiding behind Mr Hyde
I don't deserve your forgiveness my dear
My nightingale my shining light
I've got sin so throw your stones
Tear the wounds I try to close
I've got sin so throw your stones
I can take the hit
I'm no saint but I've caused pain
Doesn't mean I need to spend eternity in flame
The black dog he won't let me forget
Keeps his claws tight in the back of my neck
Didn't Claim to be messiah
Didn't claim to be a fallen angel no
I'll just keep flapping my wings in between
Keep on trying to grow
I've got sin so throw your stones
Tear the wounds I try to close
I've got sin so throw your stones
I can take the hit
I've got sin so throw your stones
Tear the wounds I try to close
I've got sin so throw your stones
I can take the hit