Church On Sunday
Today is the first day of the rest
of our lives
Tomorrow is too late to pretend
Everything▓s al right
I▓m not getting any younger as long
As you don▓t get any older
I▓m not going to state that yesterday never was
Bloodshot deadbeat and lack of sleep
Making your mascara bleed
Tears down you face
Leaving traces of my mistakes
If I promise to go to church on Sunday
Will you go with me on Friday night?
If you live with me, I▓ll die for you
And this compromise
I hereby solemnly swear to tell
The whole truth
And nothing but the truth is what
I▓ll ever hear from you
⌠trust■ is a dirty word that comes
only from such a liar
but ⌠respect■ is something I will earn┘
if you have faith
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