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