I know this much
I can't stand me
when I become him

I know this much
I don't feel free
when I'm repentant

tell him this much
you don't want him
due to extra skin

tell him this much
you forsake him
due to pretension

and now we have
everything we need
to come up to

where you're pristine
we believe
tell him this much

you can't withstand
taking it upright
tell him this much

you felt dirty
because it was tight
I know this much

that old feeling
I'm done hanging on
I know this much

enough pretending
what was had is gone
and now we have

everything we need
to come to where
up you are clean

we believe