The Sinner In Me

If I could just hide the sinner inside

And keep him denied

How sweet life would be

If I could be free from the sinner in meI'll never be a saint, that's not a picture that your memory paints

Not renowned for my patience, I'm not renowned for my restraint

But you're always around, you can always be found

To pick me up when I'm on the groundIf I could just hide the sinner inside

And keep him denied

How sweet life would be

If I could be free from the sinner in meI'm still recovering, still getting over all the suffering

More known for my anger than for any other thing

But you've always tried to be by my side

And catch my fall when I start to slide