Sinner’s Serenade Songtext
von Cursive

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
Masochism
I hate these hate songs holding us up
They′re clipping its wings off
Someone you love
And you give them the kiss off
Someone to love, love, 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
This sinner's serenade
This hate song

Is it 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
Sinner
Sinner


Oh god, look what I′ve done
In my bedroom
Look what I've done
In my bedroom
Look what I′ve done
Someone to love, love, love
Someone to love, love, love
Look what I've done
In my bedroom