The sin and the sentence You condemn me 'Cause you don't understand me Penance in the fire (to a lie) The plagues grip your throat (they'll genuflect to a lie) Penance in the fire (To a lie) The plagues grip your throat (They'll genuflect to a lie) You

Loving you is more Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Don't condemn me Yeah, than infatuation Ooh, girl, I love you Yeah, yeah, honest I do But I'm guilty, baby Of being untrue What you heard