Florence + The Machine - Bedroom Hymns Lyrics
This is a good a place to fall as anyWe'll build our altar hereMake me your MariaI'm already on my kneesYou had Jesus on your breathAnd I caught Him in mineSweating out confessionsThe undone and the divineThis is his body, this is his loveSuch selfish prayers and I can't enough, ohYeah, I can't get enoughSpilt bitter tears, I did this for youSpilling over the aisle, the black and the blueThe sweetest submission, drinking you inThe wine and the women, the bedroom hymns'Cause this is body, this is his loveSuch selfish prayers and I can't get enoughI can't get enoughYeah, I can't get enoughI'm not here looking for absolutionBecause I've found myself an old solutionI'm not here looking for absolutionBecause I've found myself an old solutionThis is his body, this is his loveSuch selfish prayers, I can't get enoughThis is his body, oh, this is his loveSuch selfish prayers, I can't get enoughI can't get enoughI can't get enoughYeah, I can't get enough