Should I call you officer
'Cause you're asking all the questions
that I get at the border
I know you want to file me away
With the girls
who disappoint you every day
I'm no better staring at your mouth
Making other plans
as the words come out
It's hard to choose in a crowded room
You're never satisfied
with the one you're talking to
And if I believe in Jesus
Like a little girl
in her Sunday dress
And if I live forever like Elvis
Would I be perfect
Well I'm not
what I claim to be
And I've heard you whispering
when I leave
We're all trying to leave no trace
But somehow your life
gets written on your face
And if I believe in Jesus
Like a little girl
in her Sunday dress
And if I live forever like Elvis
Would I be perfect
And what am I gonna tell
that little girl
When she asks me
what I left for her
And what am I gonna tell
that little girl
When she runs home crying
it's a cruel cruel world
And what am I gonna tell
that little girl
That little girl
I'm twenty-two and
I've been through hell
Where did I go when I lost myself
Where did I go when I lost myself
Where did I go when I lost myself
And if I believe in Jesus
Like a little girl
in her Sunday dress
And if I live forever like Elvis
Would I be
yeah if I believe in Jesus
Like a little girl
in her Sunday dress
And if I live forever like Elvis
Would I be perfect