The Driver Era

Hey Mr. Preacher man
I've been playing with a heart like a violin
I've been stumbling through the door after 6AM
Fix my soul so I don't lose a love again (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Hey Mr. Preacher man
Can you help me get away from this life of sin?
I'm ashamed of the dark places I have been
Fix my soul so I don't lose a love again
I was driving through the city, just looking at myself
My conscious telling me that I should just turn this car around
But man, I got these demons and they telling me to go
Further into the night so the further I go
I'm down on my knees, yeah I'm paranoid
Don't wanna repeat what I did before
I wanna believe that there's something more
I wanna believe
Hey Mr. Preacher man
I've been playing with a heart like a violin
I've been stumbling through the door after 6AM
Fix my soul so I don't lose a love again
Hey Mr. Preacher man
Can you help me get away from this life of sin?
I'm ashamed of the dark places I have been
Fix my soul so I don't lose a love again
Blow a hundred miles an hour
And the wind is in my hair
But my mouth is just too damn dry to utter out a prayer
And the radio is blasting
Yeah, it's keeping me awake
'Cause I just gonna get back to her before it's just too late
I'm down on my knees, yeah I'm paranoid
Don't wanna repeat what I did before
I wanna believe that there's something more
I wanna believe
Hey Mr. Preacher man
I've been playing with a heart like a violin
I've been stumbling through the door after 6AM
Fix my soul so I don't lose a love again
Hey Mr. Preacher man
Can you help me get away from this life of sin?
I'm ashamed of the dark places I have been
Fix my soul so I don't lose a love again
Hey, yeah, hey, yeah