Grace - Church On Sunday lyrics

Uuh uuh uh, yeah Uuh uuh uh, yeah I ain't even leave my top, but we like that One time for the cool guy No one at my phone so I make time Had you thinking you were so fine And since I told you he was all mine You've been keepin' this poppin' in my sideline Sounds weird, but I can't lie So wrong what it feels right But it ain't true, I should've thought this through Why is it I never seem to know? I didn't mean to lead you on! No, it ain't you I should've thought this through Oh, baby it never seems to last 'Cause I'm too scared to take a chance Hate to see you're falling for me And I hate to leave you lonely but my heart is cold as can be Gotta go to church on Sunday Used to wear my hear on my sleeve Everything is not what it seems Boy, you should be running from me I gotta go to church on Sunday Met a cute boy and he got cash Real tall, and I like that He was in the back at my friends' cla** Real bull, so I let him pa** Took it for a ride, she ran fast Never knew where he was going Try to slow it down, try to make it dance When we crashed it was all in But it ain't true, I should've thought this through Why is it I never seem to learn? I didn't mean to lead you on! No, it ain't you I should've thought this through Oh, baby it never seems to last 'Cause I'm too scared to take a chance Hate to see you're falling for me And I hate to leave you lonely but my heart is cold as can be Gotta go to church on Sunday Used to wear my hear on my sleeve Everything is not what it seems Boy, you should be running from me I gotta go to church on Sunday And I bet you gon' call me cryin' Saying you pray that I see the light That don't bother me, I don't mind You gotta learn love it hurts sometimes To say that I care it would just be a lie You shouldn't waste any of your time And if we only got just one life Why does it feel like it's such a crime? Hate to see you're falling for me And I hate to leave you lonely but my heart is cold as can be Gotta go to church on Sunday Used to wear my hear on my sleeve Everything is not what it seems Boy, you should be running from me I gotta go to church on Sunday