Sweet up to the morning
Sweet until the night
Easy as the moon
Lights up the sky
Oh you let me go
All the way through the storm
You just couldn't wait
To show me your horns
Some say that God
Got a strange sense of humor
You're making it fall right in the middle of June
Some say that God
Got a strange sense of humor
It's so typical to make me the fool
An angel with a drunk in her eye
Dares me to cry
Why you send me this type of love?
Oh you tease me with hope
Grabbing me by the throat
While I scream and I choke to your joke
Oh yeah I prayed all night on a hotel bible
You dimmed the light off of my role model
It doesn't really do it for me like for you
Some say that God
Got a strange sense of humor
You're making it fall right in the middle of June
Some say that God
Got a crazy imagination
Where every little ounce of gold is where the hurt come from
Mmmm
Mmmm Mmmm
Mmmm Mmmm
Mmmm Mmmm
Ohh, ohh
Ohh
Ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh
Some say that God
Got a strange sense of humor
You're making it fall right in the middle of June
Some say that God
Got a strange sense of humor
It's so typical to make me the fool
Ohh, ohh
Ohh
