I woke up Sunday with a feeling of doubt
Confessing my sins, oh to scream it out loud
I sin all week then I feel that I'm proud, yes it's a
Sad state of affairs
The cross is what guides me as I slowly descend
I'll wash my hands of everything that I can
I wake up Monday and I'll start it again yes it's a
Sad state of affairs
I woke up Sunday with a feeling of doubt
Confessing my sins, oh to scream it out loud
You're the only one I seem to think about now yes I am
Lonely from despair
Sometimes I feel that my mind is truly my own
Committing my sins is the only truth that I've known
Eventually I hope to find my way home yes it's a
Sad state of affairs
I woke up Sunday with a felling of doubt
Confessing my sins, oh to scream it out loud
I sin all week then I feel that I'm proud yes it's a
Sad state of affairs