Cursive - Sinner's Serenade lyrics

[Cursive - Sinner's Serenade lyrics]

Oh God, no please, don't tell her
What I've done i can hardly look at her
Everything I love I hurt oh God, yes
She is love, she is sex
But, I used her for the game

A scapegoat to carry the blame
For a hate song for a hate song
Like masochism i hate these hate songs
Holding a dove then clipping it's wings off
Someone you love
And you give them the kiss off

Someone to love and you fuck it up!
How I hate these dirty words I emulate
How I hate ruining what I create
How I hate this
(and I hate that you don't fall for it)
This sinner's serenade this hate song
(this self defecation) isn't helping anyone
Save the sinner save the sinner


Save the sinner

He knows not what he's done to himself
What he's done to others
He hides behind words he hides behind liquor
He hides in his bedroom with his guitar
Screaming, "Sinner!"

Oh God look what I've done in the bedroom

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