They love me for being honest They love me for being myself But the minute I mention Jesus They want me to go to Hell
It’s hard to find the balance When I don’t believe in one When you mix art with business You’re just shooting an empty gun
You’re just a songwriter, you ain’t a preacher We came to mourn you, not to look in the mirror Sing about those hard times, sing about those women We love the broken, not the forgiven
These songs will only take me As far as the people will go If I can’t make them happy Well then they won’t come to my shows
Maybe that’s what killed All the great voices in the world Always bleeding for every line But no one was bleeding in return
You’re just a songwriter, you ain’t a preacher We came to mourn you, not to look in the mirror Sing about those hard times, sing about those women We love the broken, not the forgivenTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
