"Christian Girls" lyrics

"Christian Girls"

It's not a bad habit, it's a hobby
This ain't a date it's just coffee
She asked if I loved her, I said 'hardly'
I don't even think I know what that means
It's girls night out in the city
Ya their makeup's perfect
But the looks aren't pretty
Jealousy's attention to the ones that can get it
Something like coming in second
They're back at it, they're back, back at it again...
They say they're friends but it's only pretend
You can see them at the bar, bummin' all your cigarettes
And ya I thought it's 'cause she was a christian
Turns out the girl just really wasn't with it
Had me tricked with the cross on her necklace
Had me figured out with all my intentions
You gotta write about what you know
Well it's hard
I only have short term goals
And I hardly even follow through with those...
She's back at it, she's back, back at it again
Sayin' they're friends, but it's only pretend
Bummin' 'round the bar with all your cigarettes
Oh baby please
Come over here and talk to me
I keep growing even though I was a bad seed
Now that's gotta say something about me


Writer(s): Micheal Peterson, Brandon Jagersky, Evan Redsky, Andrew Thomson
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