Church On Sunday
- Billie Joe Armstrong

Today is the first day
Of the rest of our lives
Tomorrow is too late to pretend
Everything's all right now
I'm not getting any younger
As long as you don't get any older
I'm not gonna state that yesterday never was

Bloodshot, deadbeat and lack of sleep
Making your mascara bleed
Tears down your face
Leaving traces of my mistakes
When I say

If I promise to go to church on Sunday
Will you go with me on Friday night
If you live with me, I'll die for you
And this compromise

I hereby solemnly swear
To tell the truth
And nothing but the truth
Is what I'll ever hear from you now
Trust is a dirty word that comes
From a dirty liar
But respect is what I will earn
If you have faith

Bloodshot, deadbeat and leack of sleep
Making your mascara bleed
Tears down your face
Leaving traces of my mistakes
When I say

If I promise to go to church on Sunday
Will you go with me on Friday night
If you live with me, I'll die for you
And this compromise

If I promise to go to church on Sunday
Will you go with me on Friday night
If you live with me, I'll die for you
And this compromise
Let's go

If I promise to go to church on Sunday
Will you go with me on Friday night
If you live with me, I'll die for you
And this compromise

If I promise to go to church on Sunday
Will you go with me on Friday night
If you live with me, I'll die for you
And this compromise
And this compromise
It's a compromise