Clémentine - Sins Lyrics

I never thought about how God keeps track of our sins
I admit that up until this year I was sure he did not exist
When I was 6 they told me Jesus keeps tallies on his skin
You lie that's one you steal that's two and three is all that you get
So does that mean he gets a stitch
For every good little kid
Who spends one hour of the week in a house that is not his
And will he judge me on my suit when I go in to interview
Or will he just count the amount of scars on his wrist

I fell into a hole that day
And no one even came to save me
Would you tell me I'm wrong
Or just let me be
You went away with someone else
And left me to my own version of hell
But you know what
I found my way out