Orla Gartland - oh GOD

I look at you and I know how I felt All those summers ago, then I swore not to tell I'm swallowed up by this Catholic guilt Oh, God Oh, God If I always do what I'm told I'll be bitter at fifty years old I wasted my youth Wasted my time Wasted my worry on the little things If you always just laugh it off Oh, I won't be opening up We kissed on the bed It messed with my head Does that mean nothing to you? I look at you and I know how I felt All those summers ago, then I swore not to tell I'm swallowed up by this Catholic guilt Oh, God I don't want to think about it I don't want to think about it I don't want to think about it I don't want to think about it I don't want to think about it I don't want to think about it I don't want to think about it I don't want to think about it I'm just trying to shake off the shame When I'm wearing nothing but blame Not easy, 'cause when I close my eyes I just think of touching you This can't be easy on his side Laying there motionless each night A head full of heat, skin, sweat, sin Tangled up feet and now clutching at sheets thinking I look at her and I know how I felt All those summers ago, then I swore not to tell I'm swallowed up by this Catholic guilt Oh, God I don't want to think about it I don't want to think about it I don't want to think about it I don't want to think about it I don't want to think about it I don't want to think about it I don't want to think about it I don't want to think about it, no No (I don't want to think about it) I (I don't want to think about it) Can't control it (I don't want to think about it) Oh, God No (I don't want to think about it) I (I don't want to think about it) Can't control it (I don't want to think about it) (I don't want to think about it)