when you love a sinner,
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you hate the sin
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you hate the temptress in the bottle
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for choosin' him again
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and you blame the cold for the winter
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when you love a sinner
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I tell myself that everyrthing's okay
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I paint a prety smile on my face
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your lovin' says, "he'll change"
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but on his breath and in his veins
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the truth stil remains
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deep down, you know
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that it's a crime
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you know you didn't pull the trigger
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but you're the one who does the time
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and you pay the debt; you're the lender
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when you love a sinner
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I tell myself that everyrthing's okay
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I paint a prety smile on my face
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but I'm slowly lettin' go
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cause in my heart I know
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that I can't make him better
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and I've been goin' under
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and now I understand
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that you can't tread water
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with a drownin' man
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I love a sinner
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I justify it how I can
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so, it's the sin I'm leavin, not the man
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When You Love A Sinner
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Martina McBride |