Lyrics:

written by Leah Andreone and Rick Neigher Charming you's a challenge You've got these strings attached like bondage For you I'll bring the holy house down We'll get some peace and help our sorrows drown Lay at the altar with me Let's live deviantly Maybe through you I can find God Don't tell me that you love me It seems so final that you love me Even the blind see It looks better when there's mystery Can't lay my hands on you It'd be selfish it's true Cuz healing you could heal me too Wrong is right come Sunday morning We'll see the light come Sunday morning Forgive ourselves come Sunday morning Sunday Sunday Invade my space invade my mind Your intervention is so divine Daddy I'm diggin' on your dark side No more fingerprints on you that aren't mine Can you de-program me Help I need somebody Everything I see I do I taste is part of you Wrong is right come Sunday morning We'll see the light come Sunday morning Forgive ourselves come Sunday morning Sunday Sunday The sky is falling mayday mayday My idle hands are getting weak My mind's ignoring what they're saying No one's perfect seven days a week Wrong is right come Sunday morning We'll see the light come Sunday morning Forgive ourselves come Sunday morning Sunday Sunday Sunday Sunday