I know this much I can't stand me When I become him I know this much I dont feel free When I'm repentant
Tell him this much You don't want him Due to extra skin Tell him this much You forsake him Due to pretension
Now we have everything we need To come up to where you're pristine We believe, we believe, we believe
Tell him this much
You can't withstand Taking it upright Tell him this much You felt dirty Because it was tight I know this much That old feeling I'm done hanging on I know this much Stop pretending What was had is gone
Now we have everything we need To come up to where you're pristine We believe, we believe, we believe, we BELIEVE!