Lletres: Echobelly. 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)