Jon Mclaughlin - Praying To The Wrong God |
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Praying To The Wrong God
Jon Mclaughlin She don't know you but swear she knows your type Got a mouth full of opinions and most are wrong But they all sound right And the ring around her finger is only there to make you wish you were the one for her So I'm praying to keep me from breaking From being another loser helpless at her side And it's crazy, it's like no one can save me this time She's got me praying to the wrong god every night Praying to the wrong god every night There's a reason no one knows her name If she don't tell you then she never has to change it She's allergic to "I Love Yous" and staying in one place for too long If you blink she's gone So I'm praying to keep me from breaking From being another loser helpless at her side And it's crazy, it's like no one can save me this time She's got me praying to the wrong god every night Praying to the wrong god every night Make her, make me, mean more Or make her go away Make her, make me, mean more Or make her go away I'm praying to keep me from breaking From being another loser helpless at her side (Woah) And it's crazy, like no one can save me this time She's got me praying to the wrong god every night Praying to the wrong god She's got me praying to the wrong god every night... (Every night) |
