The sins of my youth.
All those things I swore I'd never do.
The secrets I keep, that just might keep,
Someone from loving me.
Iron all the wrinkles from my Sunday clothes
But nobody knows.
Iron all the wrinkles from my Sunday best
But the weight of hell is on my chest.
Iron all the wrinkles from my Sunday clothes
Oh I wish someone could know,
The sins of my youth.
All those things I swore I'd never do.
The secrets I keep, that just might keep,
Someone from...
The sins of my youth.
All those things I said I'd never do.
The secrets I keep, they just might keep,
Someone from loving me.