Suits and ties won’t hide your lies your sins are sown into your skin,

 A calus smile and all the while, your heart was dark from within.

My heart is still, for I anguish still, over transgressions long since forgiven,

 But I know deep down, behind my frown, my sins thru Christ are forgiven.

　In church we sing of olden songs, by the hands of saints they were written,

 But I sit in my chair, alert and aware of crimes that I have not repented.

I sing not along, for in my heart I am wrong, and I pray for divine intervention,

 For when I am dust, and my bones are gone, through He alone am I remembered.

　And so I sit and wait on him, for who’s name sake I am called,

 For this is the ballad of the Christian for like me has found themselves fallen.