אין גירסה קלה
הצג גם אקורדים
| Intro & Verse: |
| Distorted Guitar: |
| You know how us Catholic girls can be, Heayeay |
| We make up for so much time.... |
| ...a little too late |
| I never forgot it confusing was as it |
| The sinners the saviours, the loveless priests |
| No fun with no guilt feelings |
| I'll see you next Sunday |
| Chorus: |
| We all had our reasons to be there |
| We all had a thing or two to learn |
| We all needed something to cling to |
| so we did |
| I sang Alleluia in the choir |
| I confessed my darkest deeds...to an envious man |
| My brother, they never went blind for what they did |
| But I may as well have |
| In the name of the Father, the Skeptic and the Son |
| I had one more stupid question |
| Repeat Chorus |
| What I learned I rejected but I believe again |
| I will suffer the consequence of this inquisition |
| If I jump in this fountain will I be forgiven |
| Repeat Chorus |
| Bridge: |
| x2 |
| We all had delusions in our head |
| We all had our minds made up for us |
| We had to believe in something |
| so we did |
