Today is the first day of the rest
of our lives
Tomorrow is too late to pretend
Everything´s all right
I´m not getting any younger as long
As you don´t get any older
I´m not going to state that yesterday never was
Bloodshot deadbeat and lack of sleep
Making your mascara bleed
Tears down you face
Leaving traces of my mistakes
If I promise to go to church on Sunday
Will you go with me on Friday
If you live with me I´ll die for you
And this compromise
I hereby solemnly swear to tell
The whole truth
And nothing but the truth is what
I´ll ever hear from you
¨trust¨ is a dirty word that comes
Only from such a liar
but ¨respect¨ is something I will earn
if you have faith
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