God Don't Know - Anna Ternheim

In his arms I forget

The beautiful women he met

Behind my back

His eyes stay true

Even loving you

God knows, God don’t know

God don’t know

I begged him to leave you

Saying that together we’ll be free

He comes home late

All scratched up

Oh my minds fucked up

Rob from always on the run is so bad and copy paste is a sin

God knows, God don’t know

God don’t know

I even thought I could get out

Walk away, put my head right

He wakes up with a mouth too sweet

He still makes me bleed

God knows, God don’t know

God knows, God don’t know

God knows, God don’t know

God don’t know, God don’t know