Justify - Scott Stapp

I met a man in New Orleans

Wore a half-suit with dark blue jeans

Kicked his heals together, winked at me real nice

I saw him from a mile away

But in my state of mind, I let him make his play

«Hey, Boy, have you seen the other side?»

Yeah, in this man I saw the Devil’s hand

So I looked at him Man to Man, said

«This time it’s gonna be a fight!»

I do not have to justify, the way I live my life

I do not have to justify, the reason I’m alive

I saw her from across the room

With diamond eyes, she’s Heaven’s jewel

Dropped two aces, smiled & threw my cards back

Yeah, I’ve been that man who lives deceit

Surrounds himself with Worldly things

So let me tell you a story, let me feed it to you

We fly around like we were Superman

Live in another trance, a different way to dance

With dark romance, you get another chance

To do that dirty dance, without consequence

Let me change the timber of this section

Add a little booze to ice

I guess you probably noticed

I’ve been living a double life

So fly around like you are Superman

Given another chance — A different way to dance

With true romance, you get another chance

To tell your dirty, darkest secrets

…No more… It's just not me

…Not me… I'm just like you