I was born into the western world's ghost And my mistakes are made in a place of hope They said they expect sanctum from me And maybe I can learn to love but I could not receive 'Cause if Christ died for me one time for my crimes I doubt he would again 'Cause if I'd died for all your lies I would not cry But I doubt we'd be friends Tell me was it something I said 'Cause when it gets so cold no one answers my prayers Tell me was it something I said 'Cause when it gets so cold no one answers my prayers And they won't make up for your life 'Cause they can't make up for the strife 'Cause I was born with our sin in my throat So when our time came, I was bound and bound to choke 'Cause if Christ died for me one time for my crimes I doubt he would again 'Cause if I'd died for your crimes I would not lie I doubt we'd be friends Tell me was it something I said 'Cause when it gets so cold no one answers my prayers Tell me was it something I said 'Cause when it gets so cold no one answers my prayers And they won't make up for your life 'Cause they can't make up for the strife