Udge me not ye saints for my history may be tainted   But I'm sober enough to know blood when I see it   I've borne my share of stones most of them easily thrown   But who's to deny your water shed side leading me home?      What am I supposed to do about it now?   Past regrets and long laments, they find me somehow   O, what am I supposed to do about it now?   What have I to do but fall down?      To spy from far away may seem that I'm one to betray   But O, how I try the spirit to guide, the promise you made      What am I supposed to do about it now?   Past regrets and long laments, they find me somehow   O, what am I supposed to do about it now?   What have I to do but fall down?      Hold me up, never let me go   Love me when I am broken and speak to me      What am I supposed to do about it now?   Past regrets and long laments, they find me somehow   O, what am I supposed to do about it now?   What have I to do but fall down?