12 Summers Old Sinners Lose Their Legs
Keep your hands to yourself
Sinners lose their legs
So the saints will march in place
To the tune of every doubt you've ever had
That you ever had before
I'll do anything to save you from yourself
I'll do anything to keep lines between us
Calm and steady while we figure it out
I'm in no mood for
The sins you love
Liar
Liars fill this place
And I'm taking this trophy home with me
And I'm mourning every promise I ever made
That I ever made to you
I'll do anything to save you from yourself
I'll do anything to keep lines between us
Calm and steady while we figure it out
I'm in no mood for
The sins you love
I'll do anything to save you from yourself
I'll do anything
Keep your hands to yourself
Sinners lose their legs
So the saints will march in place
