I'm Not A Saint

Everybody's staring at my

Everybody's out to catch my eye

I've gotta think it over

I've gotta think it over

Everybody's got somebody to

All I wanted was a body to hide

I've gotta think it over

I've gotta think it over

I'm not a saint. I'm not a saint. I'm not a saint. I'm not a saint.

Dog is barking, head is hurting

Car is chasing, hands are dirty I've gotta think it over

I've gotta think it over

I'm not a saint. I'm not a saint.

(It's the way I feel inside)

I'm not a saint. I'm not a saint.

(Takes me over sometimes)