The Patron Saint Of Hopeless Causes

A hopeless cause
Outside church doors
When you won't speak to me
Answer your phone
I need things all known
Hiding don't mean you don't want me

Old lodgings fresh graves and love
Wont die
Goodbye mistaken wife goodbye

Just a shell
Just as well beloved as others
Who's to tell
How short we fell
And who waits to love us

Cold logic, fresh starts and lust
To keep me in time
Tell my friends and the heavens I'm fine


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