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above the mountain's peak
I would give the sun and moon
Once more just to hear you speak

Wings of angels tears of saints
Prayers and promises won't
Go find, go find your saint

Pill by pill a miracle occurred
The whole world got better
How I prayed until I said the words
I knew would upset her
you know that we'd be just like
Other little girls and boys?

So, Ol' Saint Nicholas
Here's to you
A toast for bringin' goodies to the young
The saints and the sinners
Down at the starting line

Ooooh yeahhh
We came, we came, we came through blood and fire
We came, we came, we came through blood
the diner door
She felt something like never before
A feelin' so strong right from the start
It wouldn't stop - it was more than a spark

[Chorus:]
Fire
just have to trust me. I'm scared
I am the patron saint of lost causes
Aren't we all to you just near lost causes?
Aren't we all to you just lost
we are something new
We get high and high, crazy blue like saint elmo's fire
Love's so sharp and fly, that it's hard to know just where you at, where
After the wash
Before the fire
I will decay
Melt in your arms
As the day hits the night
We will sit by candlelight
We will laugh
We will sing
the earth
A red, red rose did grow

Saint Valentine ate pizza every Monday night
And chased it with Johnny Walker Black
The waitresses would stare but he
You say our love
Is like dynamite
Open your eyes
'Cause it's like fire and ice
Well you're killing me
Your love's a guillotine
Why don't you just set
streaming like a well that sprung
I couldn't believe what I had just done
Well, the other boy ran and this one stayed
On the ground and he would never move
forget
Your heart will hum to that number
When the saints come marchin' in

The cymbals clang, just pound that beat
Sounds like a hundred marching
This is a fucked up world
It's driven hard by greed and lust
Insanity is taking over
Let us all into self-destruct

Lock, load, fire away
Let it burn
forget
Your heart will hum to that number
When the saints come marchin' in

The cymbals clang, just pound that beat
Sounds like a hundred marching
kneel by her and pray
And I'll turn off the light
Step out in the night
And I'll go on my way

She's got to be a saint
Lord know that I ain't
I
In The final days of summer, 1944, 
With just a humble band of gold,
They set out to find the future, not a 
Penny to their name.

Still with
have to trust me
I'm scared

I am the patron saint of lost causes
Aren't we all to you just near lost causes
Are we all to you just lost?

Tell me
Out of the fire like Catholic saints
Comes Scarlett and her deep complaint
Mimicking tenderness she sees
In sentimental movies
A celluloid rider
with the story
As we sing of his grace and glory
Where the saints of God will be
That sounds like home to me

Oh, they say there's only joy inside,
is just a scar
Oh, Magdalena
Nothing like the saint you are

She tells me that she wants me then she tells me not to bother
She tells me that I
just a scar

Oh, Magdalena
Nothing like the saint you are

She tells me that she wants me
Then she tells me not to bother
She tells me that I couldn't
just a scar

Oh, Magdalena
Nothing like the saint you are

She tells me that she wants me
Then she tells me not to bother
She tells me that I couldn't
stayed
On the ground and he would never move again

Old Saint John on death row
He's just waiting for a pardon
Old Saint John on death row
He's just
Every heart is much the same 
We tell ourselves down here 
The same chambers fed by veins 
The same maze of love and fear 
We thought you were a saint
kneel by her and pray
And I'll turn off the light
Step out in the night
And I'll go on my way

She's got to be a saint
Lord know that I ain't
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