I've got my own theory about death, but I'd rather not test it outnReach in and pull my heart out of my chest, if I was a little more restednAnd InI'd be willing to betnThat the line has been crossed, and though mynVirtues have been upsetnThey still haven't been lost just yetnnYou've got much more spirit than I've witnessed; I can hear it in your voice when you singnYou've got daring talent and persistence, which is much more than most men can bringnHe's got ambitionnShe's got intuitionnBecause of what her mother taught her oncenSo long ago, now she's gotnnConfidencenIt's more than just a part of usnIt's the whole damn thingnnOne of us is the most graciousnOne of us is the most fairnEvery one of us has got patiencenNone of our souls are beyond repairnnThe words that he spoke when he told me he broke down and woke and found thousands of souls to forgivenDidn't fit; those were words that I'd wrote, but he tried to convince me that I'd heard them first from himnSomething tells me he can't be trustednSomething else tells me he mustnBecause he's one of us, he's all of usnSo I put my faith in him and chased away his sinnnConfidencenIt's more than just a part of usnIt's the whole damn thingnAnd I've got trustnJust not that muchnSo it's all or nothingnYou or mennAnd we've all got our worries about the youngest onenIs he smooth, is he strong, is he smart enough?nAs if those kinds of words were written on his facenAnd he will be influentialnAnd I swear he's got potentialnAnd he's the only one that's willing, so he staysnYes sir, the boy may not be brilliant, but he's bravennHe's got confidencenIt's more than just a part of usnIt's the whole damn thingnAnd I've got trustnJust not that muchnSo it's all or nothingnYou and mennAnd we've got faithnIt's our changing facenIt's our saving gracenAnd we've got dreamsnTake some time to breathenAnd confide and seenThat your sins and your secretsnAre safe with me