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Today is the first day of the rest of our livesTomorrow is too late to pretendEverything's all rightI'm not getting any younger as longAs you dont get any olderI'm not going to state that yesterday never wasBloodshot deadbeat and lack of sleepMaking you mascara bleedTears down your faceLeaving traces of my mistakesIf I promise to go to church on SundayWill you go with me on Friday night?If you live with me, I'll die for youAnd this compromiseI hereby solemny swear to tellThe whole truthAnd nothing but the truth is whatI'll ever hear from you"Trust" is a dirty word that comesOnly from such a liarBut "respect" is something I will earn...If you have faithBloodshot deadbeat and lack of sleepMaking you mascara bleedTears down your faceLeaving traces of my mistakesIf I promise to go to church on SundayWill you go with me on Friday night?If you live with me, I'll die for youAnd this compromiseIf I promise to go to church on SundayWill you go with me on Friday night?If you live with me, I'll die for youAnd this compromiseIf I promise to go to church on SundayWill you go with me on Friday night?If you live with me, I'll die for youAnd this compromiseIf I promise to go to church on SundayWill you go with me on Friday night?If you live with me, I'll die for youAnd this compromiseAnd this compromiseSo compromise
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