The Driver Era - Preacher Man

Hey, mister preacher man,
I’ve been playing with a heart like a violin,
I’ve been stumbling through the door after 6 AM,
Fix my soul so I don’t lose a love again.

Hey, mister preacher man,
Can you help me get away from this life of sin?
I’m ashamed of the dark places I've been,
Fix my soul so I don’t lose a love again.

I was driving through the city,
Just lookin’ at myself,
My conscious’ telling me
That I should just turn this car around.
But man, I’ve got these demons,
And they’re telling me to go,
Follow into the night,
So the further I go.

I’m down on my knees,
Yeah, I’m paranoid.
Don’t wanna repeat,
What I did before,
I wanna believe,
That there’s something more,
I wanna believe.

Hey, mister preacher man,
I’ve been playing with a heart like a violin,
I’ve been stumbling through the door after 6 AM,
Fix my soul so I don’t lose a love again.

Hey, mister preacher man,
Can you help me get away from this life of sin?
I’m ashamed of the dark places I've been,
Fix my soul so I don’t lose a love again.

Going a hundred miles an hour,
And the wind is in my hair,
But my mouth is just too damn dry,
To utter out a prayer,
And the radio is blastin’,
Yeah, It’s keeping me awake,
’Cause I just gotta get back to her,
Before it’s just too late.

I’m down on my knees,
Yeah, I’m paranoid.
Don’t wanna repeat,
What I did before, I wanna believe,
That there’s something more,
I wanna believe.

Hey, mister preacher man,
I’ve been playing with a heart like a violin,
I’ve been stumbling through the door after 6 AM,
Fix my soul so I don’t lose a love again.

Hey, mister preacher man,
Can you help me get away from this life of sin?
I’m ashamed of the dark places I've been,
Fix my soul so I don’t lose a love again.

Hey,
Hey.