You said that I'm afraid to die With a pitchfork ready and a man who sits up high And I can hear the fire I'm a dead dog sinner and a man too scared to try And you're too close to call I would sell my money for the chance to hear you talk
And oh no, I tried I tried [X2]
What if you could see my skin? Would you burn me moving?
Would you make a match out my head? What if you could touch my hand? Feel the deep sweat sweating from a guilty, guilty man What if you could see my heart? Would you say oh brother, that's the reason we still fall And the reason that we still don't start?