You better never tell nobody but God
All the things I've seen
From high above this haunted city
Under elected thrones of thieves

Where mighty men lay down their hearts
In the service of their queens
And gave their bodies to be burned
Like I did before your feet

Like she always tried for me
Like now she does for me

And underneath the tyranny of august and her sons
Who sent fire from their fingertips in the holy vow of a teenage kiss
Now we're much too old for this
And I don't feel those kinds of things

So don't you cry for me
I used to feel everything

Oh but love... (run, run, run)
Oh but love... (run, run, run)
Oh but love... Love, love, love becomes
Oh but love... Love, love, love becomes
Love, love, love becomes
Love, love, love becomes
And all my love becomes
And all my love, my love
Became blood on stray paper
Became blood on stray paper
Became blood on stray paper
Became blood on stray paper
Became blood on stray paper
Became blood on stray paper