In foreign arms
Counting the sins
When he is gone.
Drinking away your God's law
Not even He can forgive anymore
And I can taste the world on your lips
I can feel the sweat sink into your skin
You are like a church, anyone can come in
Oh, baby, you make it too easy to sin.
You're looking out for some new flesh
To spread your curse until there's nothing left
So here's to you in your short dress
Buy everyone a drink until they're impressed.
And I can taste the world on your lips
I can feel the sweat sink into your skin
You are like a church, anyone can come in
Oh, baby, you make it too easy to sin.
You'll see me Sunday, coming from the shadows
By the time it's over, you'll be hanging from the gallows
Who would've thought you could ever make me hurt less?
You look so pretty in your brand new necklace.
You'll see me Sunday, coming from the shadows
By the time it's over, you'll be hanging from the gallows
Who would've thought you could ever make me hurt less?
You look so pretty in your brand new necklace.
In your necklace.
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