Sam Hunt - Sinning with you

Ra^Amaj7ised in the first pew, praises for Yeshua Ca^Ese of a small town repression Yo^Amaj7ur body was baptized, so disenfranchised I ^Ewas your favorite confession My^Amaj7 past was checkered Yo^Eur spotless record was probably in jeopardy Yo^Amaj7ur place or my place Hi^Amaj7s grace and your grace felt like^E the same thing to me

I ne^N.Cver felt like I was sin^Amaj7ning with you Always felt like I could ta^Elk to God in the morning I k^Amaj7new that I would end up with you Always felt like I could ta^Elk to God in the morning If i^Amaj7t's so wrong, why did it feel so right? If i^Et’s so wrong, why'd it never feel like sin^Amaj7ning with you? Sinn^Eing with you

I f^Amaj7elt closer to the stars with you I f^Eelt forgiveness in my heart with you Saw^Amaj7 the light in the dark with you Fel^Et like I could fly Tak^Amaj7e me down where the river is Pul^El me under in your innocence I w^Amaj7asn't in it for the hell of it I g^Euess that’s why

I never felt like I was sin^Amaj7ning with you Always felt like I could ta^Elk to God in the morning I k^Amaj7new that I would end up with you Always felt like I could ta^Elk to God in the morning If i^Amaj7t's so wrong, why did it feel so right? If i^Et’s so wrong, why'd it never feel like sin^Amaj7ning with you? Sinn^Eing with you

I ha^Amaj7te it when I can't feel the Holy Spirit I kn^Eow what it feels like crossin' the line But ^Amaj7I never felt shame, never felt sorry Neve^Er felt guilty touching your body As l^Amaj7ong as you're for me, as long as I'm for you Who ^Ecould be against us, baby?

If i^Amaj7t's so wrong, why did it feel so right? If i^Et’s so wrong, why'd it never feel like sin^Amaj7ning with you? Sinn^Eing with you