Tell me why
Your bed sheets
Don't smell quite the same
After I come and then I leave
I'll pretend
This is all my fault
And all the doubt I feel
Is I'm not trying hard enough
We'll pretend
This is all our fault
Can't look each other in the eyes
Without asking why
We ever loved each other at the start
Your knees are bruised
From all the pews
But who is really there
The ones who you can't
Seem to find
Oh no you're wrong about me you'll see you'll see
You'll pretend
This all your fault
How many metaphors did you here
Before your mom and I stopped
Returning all your calls
Your knees are bruised
From all the pews
But who is really there
The ones who you can't
Seem to find
Oh no you're wrong about me you'll see you'll see
I'll pretend
We'll pretend
You'll pretend
We'll all pretend
Still can't see clear of who's looking down on you
The suns out of focus but I'm in plain view
Do Sunday mornings means shit
When I am not in them
Because when afternoon hits
Who is smiling now
Oh no you're wrong about me you'll see you'll see
This is all your fault
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