Ten o' clock in the morning and I made you late for church less than three hours of sleep, you're frustrated and I only made it worse but still, I couldn't help but laugh as you sprang onto the floor desperately fixing up your hair in the mirror on your door and I couldn't help but think you were so pretty even though you just woke up and I know you told me not to write this in a song but that was your first mistake and you knew it all along that I couldn't hold back when the lyrics just appeared inside my head
So don't respect me, just deface me I'm addicted to your body I'm self indulgent and lonely just like you
What you want and what you wish for couldn't be more different things you talk like I'm a fragile angel barely flying with the brittlest of wings you're careful and controlled slowing me down with endless warnings you pray endlessly to God but I'm your devil come the morning if that's all that I can be, I'm still happy just to lay here in your arms
So don't respect me, just deface me I'm addicted to your body I'm self indulgent and lonely just like you
Trust me, I've been trying long enough to know that Jesus never gave me any kind of feeling of control and I'm sorry that it had to come out that way but it's been gnawing at my head since far before today and if a holy apology is all that I can be, I guess it's better than sleeping alone.
You're plagued with this feeling of shame every time you say my name left your feelings at the door, but to me it's all the same weakest moments all aligned, dead at just the perfect times now your clothes are on the floor and I'm wishing you were mine. I guess it was bad timing all along I get let down and you get a song but to be painfully honest, it's not about you I'm just tired of being alone.
If I can't kiss away your tears If you move on, I'll be right here. I'll be right here