[Intro] Forgive me, Father… For I have sinned. Oh, Father… Where do I fucking start? [Verse 1] Behind the curtain, dressed in black, I’ve got some sins I won’t take back. You ask me what I’ve come to say, I smile and slowly look your way. I’ve had these thoughts I shouldn’t share, About a man who kneels in prayer. That holy voice, that stern expression, He’s the subject of my confession. [Pre-Chorus] You clear your throat, I hear you sigh, I wonder what’s behind those eyes. You tell me I should turn away, But I haven’t finished what I came to say. [Chorus] Bless me, Father, I’ve been bad, Having thoughts I shouldn’t have. T-t-temptation, sweet disgrace, I wanna see you lose that saintly face. Bless me, Father, hear my sins, Tell me where your darkness begins. That collar looks so good on you, I wonder what temptation makes you do. [Verse 2] I tell you things that make you pause, Confessions that would break your laws. You grip your rosary a little tight, Like it’ll save your soul tonight. You say temptation leads to hell, But your silence tells me just as well. You shift your weight, you look away, I think I’ve ruined your perfect day. I know you’ve made your sacred vows, But I can see you’re struggling now. I lean in close, my voice goes low, There’s one more thing you ought to know. [Pre-Chorus] You clear your throat, I hear you sigh, I wonder what’s behind those eyes. You tell me I should turn away, But I haven’t finished what I came to say. [Chorus] Bless me, Father, I’ve been bad, Having thoughts I shouldn’t have. T-t-temptation, sweet disgrace, I wanna see you lose that saintly face. Bless me, Father, hear my sins, Tell me where your darkness begins. That collar looks so good on you, I wonder what temptation makes you do. [Bridge] You haven’t asked me… Who I’ve been thinking about. Would you like to know? … Oh, Father… Don’t look so nervous. It’s you. It’s always been you. F-f-fuck… Did I just hear you swear? [Final Chorus] Bless me, Father, I’ve been bad, Having thoughts I shouldn’t have. T-t-temptation, sweet disgrace, I wanna see you lose that saintly face. Bless me, Father, hear my sins, Tell me where your darkness begins. That collar looks so good on you, I wonder what temptation makes you do. [Outro] What’s my penance, Father? … Leave? Oh, darling… You know I’ll be back. Same time next Sunday?
