So take a shot like Burroughs's wife, you'll never be forgiven
There's no regrets but hate and heat, I may you leave a right to call
Your Jesus, you call him Jesus
You call him Jesus, you call him Jesus
So take a shot like Burroughs's wife, you'll never be forgiven
There's no regrets but hate and heat, I may you leave a right to call
Your Jesus, you call him Jesus
You call him Jesus, you call him Jesus