CHURCHES & DIVE BARS

In a rented suit

Sitting in a pew

You laid to rest

The boy that I knew

In an old saloon

I sat on a stool

I drank myself into a stupor

And swallowed every bit of you

A sinner pours a glass out for a saint

It'll go down burning anyway

I got drunk on being bitter

You got wasted on your faith

So I took home a boy that looked like you

And you prayed away my name

So I sit among the freaks

In a goddamn circus tent

While you sit among the angels

That let you play pretend

What a way to forget every bit of pain

The only time I think we might be the same

In a church and a dive bar

What's the point of playing coy?

Of staying gone when you have a choice?

But if I could touch the clouds maybe I could kiss your face

Instead of looking down under a phantom lover's gaze

I got drunk on being bitter

You got wasted on your faith

So I took home a boy that looked like you

And you prayed away my name

So I sit among the freaks

In a goddamn circus tent

While you sit among the angels

That let you play pretend

What a way to forget every bit of pain

The only time I think we might be the same

In a church and a dive bar

And you went with grace

I went down swinging

But we both found a way to stop ourselves from feeling

But when you bow your head, I raise a glass

If it feels like nothing's changed

Then who's to blame?

I got drunk on being bitter

You got wasted on your faith

So I took home a boy that looked like you

While you prayed away my name

And what a sight to see

A drunk and a closet queen

At least I'm not like you

At least you're not like me

And what a sight to see

A drunk and a closet queen