Evangeline
He never said he had a type
But man does he love them broken
Grown by the law
Young in the mind
When the bell rang, I wish I stayed in the schoolyard
He leaned across me and pressed down the lock from inside the car
Evangeline
Do you believe
A man of the lord wouldn't run from the church
Condemned by agnostics
So you enlist hurt
When the sun set
I wish I stayed in confession
Admitting your sins to a sinner who might just pray for intеrcession
Evangeline
Do you bеlieve
In everything
I helped you see
I stood for one thing and you stood when I tried to leave
Claimed you were breaking my chains so how come I never felt free
I'm no skeptic but you made me doubt all the good I knew
With your cardboard cross that you lugged around town
And displayed as some self righteous proof
I'll turn the lock and run out of the basement
So cold and so dark and so deadly adjacent
To four prison walls that you made me call home
And when I get my way
They will turn to your own
Let the wicked you raised
Drag you beneath the grave
Is it fire or ice
Send a postcard from Hades
How does it feel to know you could not save
Evangeline
Do you believe
In everything
I helped you see
I made it out but only by the skin of my teeth
So I'll leave you to rot with your corrupted god
And your sick sense of identity
When the bell rings I'll watch the lot for your mustang
Catch the girls before you can and
Redirect them another way
Evangeline
Do you believe
I'm asking
Evangeline
What do you believe?
But man does he love them broken
Grown by the law
Young in the mind
When the bell rang, I wish I stayed in the schoolyard
He leaned across me and pressed down the lock from inside the car
Evangeline
Do you believe
A man of the lord wouldn't run from the church
Condemned by agnostics
So you enlist hurt
When the sun set
I wish I stayed in confession
Admitting your sins to a sinner who might just pray for intеrcession
Evangeline
Do you bеlieve
In everything
I helped you see
I stood for one thing and you stood when I tried to leave
Claimed you were breaking my chains so how come I never felt free
I'm no skeptic but you made me doubt all the good I knew
With your cardboard cross that you lugged around town
And displayed as some self righteous proof
I'll turn the lock and run out of the basement
So cold and so dark and so deadly adjacent
To four prison walls that you made me call home
And when I get my way
They will turn to your own
Let the wicked you raised
Drag you beneath the grave
Is it fire or ice
Send a postcard from Hades
How does it feel to know you could not save
Evangeline
Do you believe
In everything
I helped you see
I made it out but only by the skin of my teeth
So I'll leave you to rot with your corrupted god
And your sick sense of identity
When the bell rings I'll watch the lot for your mustang
Catch the girls before you can and
Redirect them another way
Evangeline
Do you believe
I'm asking
Evangeline
What do you believe?
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Writer(s): Chloe Ament, Patrick Ament
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