you hold your head high
while i just put mine in the sand
i could talk for hours and you
would never understand
and i'd ramble
about nothing
oh i wish that
you'd hold my hand
oh lord, i'm overcome
and wanting what is wrong
but if my struggle is a sin
i'd go to hell, to hell and back again
you are so beautiful
when your lips start to move
i want to be everything that
you've got to prove
i'd say something sweet
but i blush and look at my feet
oh lord, im overcome
and wanting what is wrong
but if my struggle is a sin
i'd go to hell-- to hell and back again
i'd go to hell-- to hell and back again
i'd go to hell-- to hell and back again