[00:00.00] 作词 : Madeleine Marie Zahm/Brian William Brundage
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Madeleine Marie Zahm/Brian William Brundage
[00:02.48]Be pretty and don't make it look like you're trying
[00:08.89]Told to be Esther, when I felt like a Lizeth
[00:14.03]When they were wrong I could never keep quiet
[00:18.63]I searched for the truth and had faith that I'd find it
[00:23.76]Set myself on fire
[00:30.45]Let myself be the liar
[00:40.44]All the Sundays I worried I'd disappoint my mom
[00:49.16]Cause I never understood some types of love being wrong
[00:53.67]Something inside me was always steering left
[00:58.83]What father picks a few just to leave the rest?
[01:02.92]I heard a voice inside my head, they disagreed
[01:06.38]So if it wasn't God, well thank God, it was me
[01:15.51]Thank God it was me
[01:25.97]They called me a sinner when I was a saint
[01:31.50]Hiding in her bedroom print depression away
[01:36.52]Killing herself for return old life
[01:41.35]And losing her interest to be a good wife
[01:46.33]Set myself on fire
[01:53.19]I let them call me the liar
[02:04.56]All the Sundays I worried I'd disappoint my mom
[02:11.56]Cause I never understood a type of love being wrong
[02:16.32]Something inside me was always steering left
[02:21.58]What father picks a few just to leave the rest?
[02:25.65]I heard a voice inside my head, they disagreed
[02:28.99]So if that wasn't God, if that wasn't God it was me
[02:39.08]Thank God it was me
[02:44.93]Me, thank God it was me
[02:53.59]If it was God then I don't have to worry
[02:59.48]When know I left my arraign in a hurry
[03:04.22]So either way I choose I'm not wasting my life
[03:08.81]Cause the voice in my head's always been right
[03:13.87]All the Sundays I worried I'd disappoint my mom
[03:19.95]Cause I never understood a type of love being wrong
[03:24.48]Something inside me was always steering left
[03:29.65]No father picks a few just to leave the rest

作词 : Madeleine Marie Zahm/Brian William Brundage
作曲 : Madeleine Marie Zahm/Brian William Brundage
Be pretty and don't make it look like you're trying
Told to be Esther, when I felt like a Lizeth
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
What father picks a few just to leave the rest?
I heard a voice inside my head, they 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 print depression away
Killing herself for return old 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
Something inside me was always steering left
What father picks a few just to leave the rest?
I heard a voice inside my head, they disagreed
So if that wasn't God, if that wasn't God it was me
Thank God it was me
Me, thank God it was me
If it was God then I don't have to worry
When know I left my arraign in a hurry
So either way I choose I'm not wasting my life
Cause the voice in my head's 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