Knife

I’m down on my knees
I’m sorry and eager to please
I’m a child without enough sleep
I’m criminal to think what I think
And It’s too late in the night to reach for a knife

I’m down on my knees again
I pray to be set free from sin
I’m a convert
A skeptical priest
I’m Jesus Christ after too much to drink
But it’s too late in the night to reach for a knife
Those baptized in my river, they know
My tides rise high and the wine, it flows

Sarah, I’m scared of losing everything
Sarah, I know my place
On my knees
I’ll behave
I swear I’ll behave!

Sarah, I’m scared of losing everything
Sarah, I know my place