False God

We were crazy to think

Crazy to think that this could work

Remember how I said I'd die for you?



We were stupid to jump

In the ocean separating us

Remember how I'd fly to you?



And I can't talk to you when you're like this

Staring out the window like I'm not your favorite town

I'm New York City

I still do it for you, babe

They all warned us about times like this

They say the road gets hard and you get lost when you're led by blind faith

Blind faith



But we might just get away with it

Religion's in your lips

Even if it's a false god

We'd still worship

We might just get away with it

The altar is my hips

Even if it's a false god

We'd still worship this love

We'd still worship this love

We'd still worship this love



I know heaven's a thing

I go there when you touch me

Honey hell is when I fight with you



But we can patch it up good

Make confessions and we're begging for forgiveness

Got the wine for you



And you can't talk to me when I'm like this

Daring you to leave me just so I can try and scare you

You're the West Village

You still do it for me, babe

They all warned us about times like this

They say the road gets hard and you get lost when you're led by blind faith

Blind faith



But we might just get away with it

Religion's in your lips

Even if it's a false god

We'd still worship

We might just get away with it

The altar is my hips

Even if it's a false god

We'd still worship this love

We'd still worship this love

We'd still worship this love, ah



Still worship this love

Even if it's a false god

Even if it's a false god

Still worship this love