Church Clothes - Matt Nathanson

I’ve spent more than my share on temptation

trying to cool my swollen tongue

Gorged myself on all that free good will

and left the others none

What I wear like church clothes,

you wear just like jewelry

All the simple things you revel in,

they just suffocate me And I don’t know anymore,

wish someone would tell me who to be Because I’m ready, I’m ready to try anything

I’m dazzled by glamour and camera angles,

the drama and swagger of fools

sacrificed beauty once to chase after their parade

and spent my morning after

crawling back to you

I want to be brand new, I want to trade in these wings

Mine don’t work like yours do