She's a pastor's daughter, nobody loves her

She's two-hundred and fifty pounds

And not one of 'ems muscle

Nobody got her any braces like the others

So she's still gaptoothed like my mother

It was the summer of 2007

When I mistook a half-rolled joint

And her lips for heaven

I guess I'm not that into it, nothing to compare

It was easier to lie to myself when she was there

But I'm still seeing Kristin on the side

But I'm still seeing Kristin on the side

She's the only one who even knows what's on my mind

But I'm still seeing Kristin on the side

We'd go to church on Sunday

And write notes in our hymnals

In a red pen we'd draw up all our future tattoos

Then spike the coffee afterwards with stolen spirits

Say here's my body, here's my blood too

And she never spoke in tongues

But her tongue said what I would not

She never spoke her mind so her mind was lost on me

But I kissed her brother at her nineteenth birthday party

I never felt so alive or so free

But I'm still seeing Kristin on the side

But I'm still seeing Kristin on the side

She's the only one who gives damn what's on my mind

But I'm still seeing Kristin on the side

I could have the life wrenched out of me

But I can't jimmy anyone's heart

I could go back to the girl

That's known me from the start

I could crumpled fifty bucks inside my pocket

I could say goodbye

I could stroll to certain bars

downtown with a cold look in my eye

But I'm still seeing Kristin on the side

But I'm still seeing Kristin on the side

She's the only one who gives a damn what's on my mind

But I'm still seeing Kristin on the side

She says boy, say why be lonely

When you could just come home with me?

I guess that she's more the adventurous kind