I sacrificed my wrist to annul the long, wood faces I would have known All that you ever wanted, your friends or lonely places I would have known I went to the church; I fell on my knees And a truce I felt a lonely calling I felt a lonely buzz And I want to know And I went back to something In all this fearful comfort I went to the church; I fell on my knees And a truce for you to part with I went to the church; I fell on my knees And a truce for you to part with If I go back to the bottom with you And I fell, it's not the same, you would know Ohhh Would your father take it hard? Would your father take you out? Ahhh I went to the church; I fell on my knees And a truce for you to part with I went to the church; I fell on my knees And a truce for you to part with