Chapel Song

Well there goes my girl

Into the chapel

Now she's walking down the aisle

And it feels just like a mile

And I shake shake shake like a leaf

And I'm lyin' lyin' lyin' through my teeth

I got a pocket full of handshakes

And it don't mean nothin'

There goes my girl

Into the chapel

Now she's walking down the aisle

And her man begins to smile

And I shake shake shake like a leaf

And I'm lyin' lyin' lyin' through my teeth

I'm a bowl of bruised fruit

Inside a chapel of shiny apples

Tear up the photograph

'cause it's a bright blue sky

Tear up the photograph

'cause it's a bright blue sky

Tear up the photograph

'cause it's a bright blue sky

Tear up the photograph

'cause it's a bright blue sky

it's a bright blue sky

it's a bright blue sky