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