"Little Sins" lyrics

Gather up my sins
Roll them up like a cigarette
[?]
All wound up like a pack of dogs
You said, "Honey keep your wits"
[?] you at a time like this
You never know what's going down

So tip the hourglass on its side
That's the closest we'll get to stopping time
I know
Little sins, they come and they go
Like a priest needs a child to hold
Believe me darling I know
Little sins, they come and go

Gather up my sins
Leaving town by the 25th
And with all them drugs I did
To justify my will to live
You gotta keep your head on straight

So tip the hourglass on its side
Thats the closest we'll get to stopping time
I know
Little sins, they come and they go
Like a priest needs a child to hold
Believe me darling I know
Little sins, they come and go
Little sins, they come and go