Tekstovi: Mark Owen. How They Might Fall. Hail Mary.

In a town, theres a house,
In the house there's a bed,
in the bed, there's a man on his back.
She said, she likes it like that
In a room, theres a print of a Klimpt in a frame
starring down off the wall, wall ,wall
Is there a God for us all?
Fate to the man on the bed he said
Darling when you come for me,
Hail Mary!
Darling when you set me free,
Hail Mary!
Darling when you look my way,
You always seem to be,
the better part of me,
Hail Mary...
Theres a heart in a cage
and the heart, like a clock
til it stops sends the blood to his veins
back on the surface again.
In a room, in the room with a view of the love that is killing his pain, pain, pain
into the walls of his sin
he's breaking out as she's breaking in
Darling when you come for me,
Hail Mary!
Darling when you set me free,
Hail Mary!
Darling when you look my way,
You always seem to be,
the better part of me,
Hail Mary...
You always seem to be,
the better part of me,
You always seem to be,
the better part of me,
You always seem to be,
the better part of me,
Hail Mary
I'm a man in a room
with a view of the stars hanging over the town
Hell Mary where are you know?
Im looking up
are you looking down?
Darling when you come for me,
Hail Mary!
Darling when you set me free,
Hail Mary!
Darling when you look my way,
You always seem to be,
the better part of me,
Hail Mary...
Darling when you come for me,
Hail Mary!
Darling when you set me free,
Hail Mary!
Darling when you look my way,
You always seem to be,
the better part of me,
Hail Mary...
(PHONE CONVERSATION)