(*fin) - Live

Feels like you're miles from here, in other towns with lesser names where
The unholy ghost doesn't tell Mary or William exactly what they want to hear
You remember the house on Ridge Road
Told you and the Devil to both just leave me alone
If this is salvation, I can show you the trembling you'll just have to trust me. I'm

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

Tommy, you left behind
Something that will mean everything right before you die.
What if you gained the whole world? You've already lost four little souls
Widows and orphans aren't hard to find
They're home missing daddy who's saving the abandoned
Wish your drinking would hurry and kill you
Sympathy's better than having to tell you the truth

That you are the patron saint of lost causes
All you are to them is lost causes
All you are to them is lost

Billy, don't you understand?
Timothy stood as long as he could and now
You made his faith disappear, more like a magician and less like a man
We're not questioning God
Just those he chose to carry on
We're no better, you'll see
Just all of us, the lost causes

Aren't we all to you just lost causes?
Are we all to you?
To you

Lost causes
All we are to you just lost causes
All we are to you
All we are, all we are, all we are is all we are

(Patron Saint, are we all lost like you?)
(Patron Saint, are we all lost like you?)
(Patron Saint, are we all lost like you?)
(Patron Saint, are we all lost like you?)
Patron Saint are we all is all we are
(Patron Saint, are we all lost like you?)
(Patron Saint, are we all lost like you?)

We'll live forever, forever, forever
We'll live forever, forever, forever (Patron Saint, are we all lost like you?)
We'll live forever, forever, forever (Patron Saint, are we all lost like you?)
We'll live forever, forever, forever (Patron Saint, are we all lost like you?)
(All we are)
(All we are)

Take what you will, what you will and leave
Could you kill, could you kill me?
If the world was on fire and nothing was left of hope or desire
And take all that I could bring forth
Is this Hell? Or am I on the floor?
Over-desperate hold hands
Streaming of blood again?
And then take full weight of me
Guard my dreams, figure this out
It's me on my own. Helpless, hurting, hell
Will you stay strong as you promised?
Cause I'm stranded and bare
Meanness has washed up in all that I am
Please God take this and all
Then grace takes me to a place
Of the father you never had
Bending and breaking and tearing apart
This is not heaven, this is my Hell