i sing you in ways you'll never hear
i am a christian on sundays
i am looking for ears
if i could turn turn one hundred souls
i could turn one
but i don't
there are things i don't know
is my claim just piss in the snow
this is the air between novice
when never go out that close
things i don't know
i sing you in houses
with the television on
about kickin the sunset down
or just following the sun
and the guilty they'll love you
boys will be boys
when their coop dies on
but i don't
there are things i don't know
is my claim just piss in the snow
this is the air between novice
when never go out that close
how does it feel
oh how does it feel
to be sung in songs
how does it feel
oh how does it feel
to be sung in songs about kickin the sunset down
is this pissin you off
i sing you in songs
i sing you in songs
and you held my hand
string me along
i sing you in songs
i sing you in songs
and you held my hand
you held my hand
and you string me along
you string me along
but i sing you in songs
oh i sing you in songs
and you held my hand
oh you held my hand
oh you held my hand
string me along