Leave the keys on the wall.
Forget what you think of them all.
If I could take back those words I said,
would I be more content?
If I could turn back the wheels of time,
would my soul be spent?
Jesus got a problem,
Jesus got a problem with me.
Burn, let it burn, let it burn.
Jesus got a problem,
what do you think he’ll do to me?
Let him burn,
let them burn,
let him burn.
We’ll work out the details for the rest.
