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 'til it's light

She'll break her own heart and you know that 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

Let go of her hand x6

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 'til it's light

She'll break her own heart and you know that she'll break your heart too

So darling, let go of her hand

Darling, let go of her hand

You'll be to blame for playing this game

And learning that true love exists

Broken and lame

And knowing that true love exists

The pain, the pain, the pain, oh the pain,

Of knowing that true love exists!