Sunday morning 10 AM, I awake to find my preacher friend

Screaming at me through my tv, well I hope he hears my song

Standing there with his righteous self, he's lost some faith

he's gained some wealth. I don't comprehend why I need to sin

If all I do is wrong.



You see I'm lonely. But I don't need you

To tell me, how to make it through.



12 AM on a saturday, I walk the streets to my dismay

My preacher friend on the corner again, well I look at him and smile



I say I'm lonely, but I don't need you

To tell me, how to make it through

Cause I can figure this out on my own

Well I don't need you to tell me I'm wrong

No way



Yes I'm lonely but I don't need you

To tell me how to make it through

Cause I'm lonely, but I don't need you

To tell me how to make it through



Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah