Songtext von Bedroom Hymns

This is as good a place to fall as any Will you build our altar here? Make me your Maria I'm already on my knees You had Jesus on your breath And I caught him in mine Sweating our confessions The undone and the divine 'Cause this is his body This is his love Such selfish prayers And I can't get enough Oh, whoa, whoa, yeah Oh, whoa, whoa, yeah Spilled milk tears I did this for you Spilling over the idol The black and the blue The sweetest submission Drinking it in The wine, the women The bedroom hymns 'Cause this is his body This is his love Such selfish prayers And I can't get enough Oh, whoa, whoa, yeah Oh, whoa, whoa, yeah I can't get enough I'm not here looking for absolution Because I found myself an old solution I'm not here looking for absolution Because I found myself an old solution This is his body This is his love Such selfish prayers And I can't get enough This is his body This is his love Such selfish prayers And I can't get enough Whoa, whoa, yeah And I can't get enough Whoa, whoa, yeah I can't get enough Whoa, whoa, yeah, ah, ah