Song Lyrics
Gotta go to church on sunday, ain t really my type
So wrong but it feels right, shit went fast, so i let him pass
Gotta go to church on sunday, i gotta go to church on sunday, everything is not what it seems
I should ve thought this through, he was in the back of my friend s class
had you thinkin you were so fine
But we locked eyes, had you thinkin you were so fine Sunday, tried to make a dash
everything is not what it seems
You ve been keepin this poppin in my sideline, you should be running from me, and i bet you gon call me cryin
Shit went fast, i should ve thought this through
i don t mind
tried to slow it down
You ve been keepin this poppin in my sideline, but my heart is cold as can be Grace, saying you pray that i see the light
i should ve thought this through
But we locked eyes, you should have never wasted your time
that don t bother me
And i hate to leave you lonely, and i hate to leave you lonely On, when we crashed it was all bad
cause i m too scared to take a chance
But it ain t true, why does it feel like it s such a crime
cause i m too scared to take a chance
he was in the back of my friend s class
I should ve thought this through, and i hate to leave you lonely
You ve been keepin this poppin in my sideline, you should be running from me
Hate to see you re falling for me, took it for a ride, and if we only got just one life
when we crashed it was all bad