​oh GOD Orla Gartland

[Pre-Chorus]
I look at you and I know how I felt
All those summers ago, then I swore not to tell
I'm swallowed up by this Catholic guilt
Oh, God
Oh, God

[Verse 1]
If I always do what I'm told
I'll be bitter at 50 years old
I wasted my youth
Wasted my time
Wasted my worry on the little things

[Verse 2]
If you always just laugh it off
I won't be opening up
We kissed on the bed
It messed with my head
Does that mean nothing to you?

[Pre-Chorus]
I look at you and I know how I felt
All those summers ago, then I swore not to tell
I'm swallowed up by this Catholic guilt
Oh, God