Paroles de If It's Not God
Be pretty and don't make it look like you're tryingTold to be Esther, when I felt like Goliath
When they were wrong, I could never keep quiet
I searched for the truth, and had faith that I'd find it
Set myself on fire
Let myself be the liar
All the Sundays, I worried I'd disappoint my mom
'Cause I never understood some types of love being wrong
Something inside me was always steering left
Well fathеr picks a few just to leave thе rest
I heard a voice inside my head, it disagreed
So if it wasn't God, well, thank God it was me
Thank God it was me
They called me a sinner when I was a saint
Hiding in her bedroom praying depression away
Killing herself for eternal life
And losing her interest to be a good wife
Set myself on fire
I let them call me the liar
All the Sundays, I worried I'd disappoint my mom
'Cause I never understood a type of love being wrong Thank God it was me
Me
Thank God it was me, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
If it was God, then I don't have to worry
We'll know why I left, why I ran in a hurry
So either way I choose, I'm not wasting my life
'Cause the voice in my head has always been right
All the Sundays, I worried I'd disappoint my mom
'Cause I never understood a type of love being wrong
Something inside me was always steering left
No father picks a few just to leave the rest
All the Sundays, I worried I'd disappoint my mom
'Cause I never understood some types of love being wrong
Something inside me was always steering left
Well fathеr picks a few just to leave thе rest
I heard a voice inside my head, it disagreed
So if it wasn't God, well, thank God it was me
Thank God it was me
They called me a sinner when I was a saint
Hiding in her bedroom praying depression away
Killing herself for eternal life
And losing her interest to be a good wife
Set myself on fire
I let them call me the liar
All the Sundays, I worried I'd disappoint my mom
'Cause I never understood a type of love being wrong Thank God it was me
Me
Thank God it was me, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
If it was God, then I don't have to worry
We'll know why I left, why I ran in a hurry
So either way I choose, I'm not wasting my life
'Cause the voice in my head has always been right
All the Sundays, I worried I'd disappoint my mom
'Cause I never understood a type of love being wrong
Something inside me was always steering left
No father picks a few just to leave the rest
