You're wearing nothing but my t-shirtCall me shallow but I'm only getting deeperYeah,stay on the ground until your knees hurtNo more praying, baby, I'ma be a preacherAnd I'll keep leading you onIf you keep leading me into your roomAnd drink some RojoneI'm about to take you back to churchWith so many more confessions,baby, what's the worst?Yeah, I've got your size and your size, still it hurtsSpeaking in tongues, yeah, we ain't done yetDon't take my verses out of contextI know it's weighing on your conscienceAnd I'll keep leading you onIf you keep leading me into heavenThe drinks are all goneThat's fine, baby, so am II'm about to take you back to church But tell me your confessions,baby, what's the worst?Yeah, I've got flies in your spine, still it hurtsI'll keep you open till the sunsetSpeaking in tongues that we are done yetDon't change my voice without a contestI know it's playing on your conscience