Stab Me in the Church

Contently coming up with conclusions to my life
Unsatisfied with not giving up on my life

Would you stab me in the church?
Would I care how much it hurts?
I need something to move away from
I'm stuck with nothing to move away from

Did you care about the things we didn't finish?
I like the start of the song we wanted to write

Would you stab me in the church?
Would I care how much it hurts?
I need something to move away from
I'm stuck with nothing to move away from

Did you care about the things we didn't finish?
I like the start of the song we wanted to write

Did you care about the song?
Now that it's been a year since I bought it, playing your guitar

I am filling out circles in my mind
I am filling out circles in my mind, oh
It was a happy song
We wrote a happy song
It was a happy song
My first happy song
Since I died, I died
I died, Oh
Since I died, I died
I died, Oh
Since I died, I died
I died, Oh
Since I died, I died
I died
Since I died, I died
I died, Oh
Since I died, I died
I died



Credits
Writer(s): Bitter Fork
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