I'm in a lonely room
Hank Williams sings a lovesick blues
Winter's walking up the avenue
And I ain't seen the sun shine since the 6th of June
But I tell you this
Don't call the doctor
I'm gonna get better
Don't run for the priest
I'm gonna find some faith
Just because I burned my bible baby
It don't mean I'm too sick to pray
I'm in a crowded place
But I can't recognize a single face
They say the thrill is in the chase
Well I ain't got the legs, I ain't got the legs to run that race
But I tell you this
Don't call the doctor
I'm gonna get better
Don't run for the priest
I'm gonna find some faith
Just because I burned my bible baby
It don't mean I'm too sick to pray
Better burn a candle bright
Raise up some ghosts tonight
They say I made my money messing up young minds
I stooped the congregation and left them all crying
In the rain, yeah, left them with their pain
Exit your boy with his ill-gotten gains
Well the blood runs deep and the blood runs cold
As the knife slits so... another sucker is born
Thrown into this world alone
Doctor came knocking, wasn't nobody home
Ease the pain
Don't call the doctor
I'm gonna get better
Don't run for the priest
I'm gonna find some faith
Just because I burned my bible baby
It don't mean I'm too sick to pray
Don't call the doctor
I'm gonna get better
Don't run for the priest
I'm gonna find some faith
Just because I burned my bible baby
It don't mean
It don't mean
I'm too sick to pray
I'm too sick to pray
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