Church

Since you always seemed to love what I used to drum up

Wrote a tune half as a good as what a bird just hums up

Your names gone but your presence is in apple seeds

I spit each one out to the garden so happily

I heard you bought an old church to make your living in

After I heard you were considering giving in

I wanna drink I wanna drink I wanna drink the water

Just let me leave and I'll come back as the perfect daughter

I don't wanna bear a moment where you're too true

Lie and I won't care, say what I want you to