Church Girl

(Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh-ooh-ooh) Light streams through stained-glass windows Just look, won't let you in though So beautiful but Stoic Do they know that I'm hurting? Kneel silently at the front Damage is already done Feels like this story's wasted What's next when you leave nothing to taste it? Perfectionism's a bitch Obey it and you'll get this Silent cries echo through cathedrals Resounding to the top of the steeples Oh-oh, would love meet me here? Or would it be scared, or would it draw near? And oh-oh, I used to call this my home Now I just feel alone, now I just feel alone If it hadn't happened, I'd still be a church girl I'd still be a church girl I wouldn't be in my head, crying with my eyes red Wouldn't hit these dead ends (Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh-ooh-ooh) Didn't use to be this way Something inside me just changed Now I don't know what to say Whenever it's time to pray Who is on the other end? I know he sees what I did Silence is all that I hear While others say it so clear Perfectionism's a bitch Obey it and you'll get this Silent cries echo through cathedrals Resounding to the top of the steeples Oh-oh, would love meet me here? Or would it be scared, or would it draw near? And oh-oh, I used to call this my home Now I just feel alone, now I just feel alone If it hadn't happened, I'd still be a church girl I'd still be a church girl I wouldn't be in my head, crying with my eyes red Wouldn't hit these dead ends (Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh-ooh-ooh)