[00:45.061]You joked the bible away from me
[00:53.547]You use to say, if our love's still be
[01:03.432]He was holding on, to all our wishes
[01:11.343]A golden Easter, for morning kisses
[01:20.781]But now the baby lays, on the back seat
[01:28.811]Pack of cigarettes layed
[01:32.635]And in the desk in front of me
[01:36.809]In the front seat, there's a bottle of whiskey
[01:44.357]I better get home, before it gets me
[01:57.385]Gonna buy me a new hair, and some red shoes
[02:06.044]I need a new ones, for these old news
[02:13.595]He's no longer, holding on
[02:21.770]Cus my faith in you, they ain't long from gone
[03:01.334]Will he pin them on, the son of the church pills
[03:09.174]And he rolled up his hands
[03:12.894]And then he cried for you
[03:18.794]Well, the plan was to teach you a lesson
[03:26.872]Now the lesson, just keeping you guessing
[03:39.599]Gonna buy you a new hair, and some red shoes
[03:48.304]You need a new guy, for these old goose
[03:55.855]He's no longer, holding on
[04:04.085]Cus your faith in this one, it ain't long from gone
[04:43.855]Well I thought my rosery, like a deck of cards
[04:51.626]When I am counting the days, till your head's on my heart
[05:01.313]With your fleshy little temples, and the size of your eye
[05:09.134]Till there's soaking in the starch
[05:13.299]And you're gripping my tie
[05:22.341]That matches my new hair, and my red shoes
[05:30.542]I need a new more for these old goose
[05:38.526]It's no longer holding on
[05:46.596]Cause my faith in you, it ain't long from gone
[05:54.232]Cause my faith in you, it ain't long from gone
[06:02.049]Cause my faith in you, it ain't long from gone

You joked the bible away from me
You use to say, if our love's still be
He was holding on, to all our wishes
A golden Easter, for morning kisses
But now the baby lays, on the back seat
Pack of cigarettes layed
And in the desk in front of me
In the front seat, there's a bottle of whiskey
I better get home, before it gets me
Gonna buy me a new hair, and some red shoes
I need a new ones, for these old news
He's no longer, holding on
Cus my faith in you, they ain't long from gone
Will he pin them on, the son of the church pills
And he rolled up his hands
And then he cried for you
Well, the plan was to teach you a lesson
Now the lesson, just keeping you guessing
Gonna buy you a new hair, and some red shoes
You need a new guy, for these old goose
He's no longer, holding on
Cus your faith in this one, it ain't long from gone
Well I thought my rosery, like a deck of cards
When I am counting the days, till your head's on my heart
With your fleshy little temples, and the size of your eye
Till there's soaking in the starch
And you're gripping my tie
That matches my new hair, and my red shoes
I need a new more for these old goose
It's no longer holding on
Cause my faith in you, it ain't long from gone
Cause my faith in you, it ain't long from gone
Cause my faith in you, it ain't long from gone