Skipping Church

If I could see the clock past your hips

I would know it's still early

If I could find my shoes in this mess

I would leave in a hurry

Shower off I'll be clean again

Get dressed I'll be my best again

There's a place where I can be a better man

With folded hands

No distractions to explore

I know what we said

When we got out of bed

But I'm skippin church

Thou shalt not steal

Thou shalt not feel what I'm feeling

You say that you're done

But you won't be the one to start kneeling

Dim the lights and we're blind again

What we've lost we won't find again

There's a prayer for that

But my hands in truth

Have got no use

If they're not touching yours

And Idle they say

Won't keep the devil away

So I'm skippin Church

If I could see the clock past your hips

If I could find my shoes in this mess

I know what I said

But I was lying in bed

And I'm skippin church