I'm Not A Saint

Everybody’s staring at my…
Everybody’s out to catch my… eye…
I’ve gotta think it over
I’ve gotta think it over
Everybody’s got somebody to…
All I wanted was a body to… hide…
I’ve gotta think it over
I’ve gotta think it over
I’m not a saint. I’m not a saint. I’m not a saint. I’m not a saint
Dog is barking, head is hurting
Car is chasing, hands are dirty I’ve gotta think it over
I’ve gotta think it over
I’m not a saint. I’m not a saint
(It's the way I feel inside)
I’m not a saint. I’m not a saint
(Takes me over sometimes)