Church On Sunday

Today is the first day
Of the rest of our lives
Tomorrow 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 going to state
That yesterday never was

Bloodshot deadbeat
And a lack of sleep
Making your mascara bleed

Tears down your face
Leaving traces
Of my mistakes

When I say
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, now

Trust is a dirty word
That comes only from such a liar
But respect is something I will earn
If you have faith

Bloodshot deadbeat
And a lack of sleep
Making your mascara bleed

Tears down your face
Leaving traces
Of my mistakes

When I say
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

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

Let's go

Eh oh
Eh oh
Eh oh

Oh oh

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

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

Yeah, this compromise
It's a compromise

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