| You caught me with my pants down
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| But I was only taking a shower
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| Still you looked for the evidence
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| Like the smell of perfume, or lipstick on my collar
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| You’re always suspicious, and terrified I’d made a mistake
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| We are such creatures of little faith
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| We are such creatures of little faith
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| And when I come home late, you always ask me
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| «Have you been drinking?»
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| «I swear I’ve been working»
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| You say I’m lying as if you know just what I’m thinking
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| You say you don’t trust me, and you quiz me till I finally break
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| Oh, we are such creatures of little faith
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| Such creatures of little faith
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| You say that love is blind
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| I wish you were out of sight, and out of mind
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| I take you out fist fighting
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| But still I find you keep looking for those telltale signs
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| I didn’t mean to follow you,
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| But I suspected you were meeting somebody
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| I was playing detective
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| Thought you were fooling around, now it’s too late to say I’m sorry
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| Still I’m optimistic, my trust has not been betrayed
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| Forgive me
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| I’m still a sad creature of little faith
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| We are such creatures of little faith
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| And all we need
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| All we need
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| All we need is a little bit of faith
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| We are such creatures of little faith
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| Such creatures of little faith
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| Don’t you know that
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| A little bit of faith can be such a beautiful thing? |