Текст, перевод и аккорды “Patron Saint”
- She's the kind of girl who'll smash herself down in the night She's the kind of girl who'll fracture her mind till it's light She'll break her own heart and you know she'll break your heart too So darling, let go of her hand She's been skipping days, spilling her drinks in the sink And you know, she's never coming home--never coming home again But when when when she open her eyes eyes eyes Beyond the chipping paint through the windowpane Lies lies lies Her patron saint, broken and lame And absolutely insane for learning that true love exists So darling, let go of her hand(x7) You'll be to blame for playing this game And learning that true love exists She's the kind of girl who'll smash herself down in the night She's the kind of girl who'll fracture her mind till it's light She'll break her own heart and you know she'll break your heart too So darling, let go of her hand(x2) You'll be to blame for playing this game And learning that true love exists Broken and lame And learning that true love exists
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