New Radicals - Crying Like a Church on Monday lyrics
[New Radicals - Crying Like a Church on Monday lyrics]
I was dancin' with your shadow
Slow down memories' hall i said, "Wait
Have I been seduced and forgotten?"
You said, "Baby, haven't we all?"
Now I don't like crying
'Cause it only gets me wet
But, I can't help failing
To remember to forget you
And I know it's gonna be a long time
Now I'm cryin', like a church on Monday
Prayin' for these feelings to go away
So do me a favor, baby put down your new God
And love me like Sunday again whoa, whoa
I was hidin' in your bedroom
When I saw him come inside
I can't live, oh, in his shadow
Is that where I'm dancing, till I die?
Now I don't light candles
'Cause they make me see the light
That I can't help failing
To remember to forget you
And I know it's gonna be a long time
Now I'm cryin', like a church on Monday
Prayin' for these feelings to go away
So do me a favor, baby put down your new God
And love me like Sunday again
Now I'm crying, like a church on Monday
Prayin' for these feelings to go away
So do me a favor, baby put down your new God
And love me like Sunday again whoa whoa
Slow down memories' hall i said, "Wait
Have I been seduced and forgotten?"
You said, "Baby, haven't we all?"
Now I don't like crying
'Cause it only gets me wet
But, I can't help failing
To remember to forget you
And I know it's gonna be a long time
Now I'm cryin', like a church on Monday
Prayin' for these feelings to go away
So do me a favor, baby put down your new God
And love me like Sunday again whoa, whoa
I was hidin' in your bedroom
When I saw him come inside
I can't live, oh, in his shadow
Is that where I'm dancing, till I die?
Now I don't light candles
'Cause they make me see the light
That I can't help failing
To remember to forget you
And I know it's gonna be a long time
Now I'm cryin', like a church on Monday
Prayin' for these feelings to go away
So do me a favor, baby put down your new God
And love me like Sunday again
Now I'm crying, like a church on Monday
Prayin' for these feelings to go away
So do me a favor, baby put down your new God
And love me like Sunday again whoa whoa