Saint With Broken Arms -

Caught in a state we’ve all been faking

Hold my head high I was mistaken

She showered me with love everyday

Picked up my step

And wooo ooo ooo ooo oo

Five minutes fast on the floor

She showered me with lies, everyday

I’m not afraid, how far can this go

I’m a saint with broken arms

I’ve lost my way and I believe I don’t know

The right way to get me home

We fell away and even talked all night

Dirty motels high as kites

Simple to say hard to apply

We got a place and woo ooo ooo ooo oo

She said things like it felt like home

Simple to say we grew so cold

I’m not afraid, how far can this go

I’m a saint with broken arms

I’ve lost my way and I believe I don’t know

The right way to get me home

She saved me, she saved me, now she’s gone

She skipped me, she skipped me, life goes on

I’m not afraid, how far can this go

I’m a saint with broken arms

I’ve lost my way and I believe I don’t know

The right way to get me home

I’m not afraid, how far can this go

I’m a saint with broken arms

I’ve lost my way and I believe I don’t know

The right way to get me home

Get me home