Drivers License X Take Me To Church

My lover's got humour She's the giggle at a funeral Knows everybody's disapproval I should've worshiped her sooner If the heavens ever did speak She's the last true mouthpiece Every Sunday's gettin' more bleak A fresh poison each week "We were born sick," you heard them say it My church offers no absolutes She tells me, "Worship in the bedroom" The only Heaven I'll be sent to Is when I'm alone with you I was born sick, but I love it Command me to be well Take me to church I'll- at the shrine of your lies I'll- and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death Oh, good God, let me give you my life Take me to church (you're good, God) At the shrine of your lies I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death Oh, good God, let me give you my life If I'm a pagan of the good times (God) Good-, good-, good times Good-, good-, good times Take me to church, ch-, ch- Take-, take me to church I'll (worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies) (I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife) A-a-a-a-a-a-a, amen Amen, amen A-a-a-a-a-a-a, amen Amen, amen Take me to church I'll- (Royalty Collective) Take me to, church Take me (God) (God) God God (oh!) Take me to church Take me to church God Take-, take-, take me to church, church Church, church, church, ch-church Take-, take-, take me to church I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I'll tell you my sins (and you can sharpen your knife)

I got my driver's license last week Just like we always talked about 'Cause you were so excited for me To finally drive up to your house But today I drove through the suburbs Crying 'cause you weren't around And you're probably with that blonde girl Who always made me doubt She's so much older than me She's everything I'm insecure about Yeah, today I drove through the suburbs 'Cause how could I ever love someone else? And I know we weren't perfect but I've never felt this way for no one And I just can't imagine how you could be so okay now that I'm gone Guess you didn't mean what you wrote in that song about me 'Cause you said forever now I drive alone past your street And all my friends are tired Of hearing how much I miss you but I kinda feel sorry for them 'Cause they'll never know you the way that I do Yeah, today I drove through the suburbs And pictured I was driving home to you And I know we weren't perfect but I've never felt this way for no one No, I just can't imagine how you could be so okay now that I'm gone I guess you didn't mean what you wrote in that song about me 'Cause you said forever now I drive alone past your street