3.Church On Sunday
Today is the first day
Of the rest of our lives
Tommorow is too late
To pretend everything's all right
I'm not getting any younger
As long as you don't get any older
I'm not gonna to state that yesterday never was
(Chorus)
Bloodshot deadbeat and lack of sleep
Making your mascara bleed
Tears on your 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
From such a liar
But respect is something you will earn
If you have faith
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