Regina Spektor - 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!