Well maybe there is a God above
But all I ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you.
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Well maybe there is a God above
But all I ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you.
And remember when I moved in you
The holy dark was moving too
And every breath we drew was
Hallelujah.
Maybe there's a God above
And all I ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you.
And it's not a cry you can hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah.
Maybe there's a God above,
And all I ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you.
And it's not a cry you can hear at night,
It's not somebody who's seen the light.
It's a cold and it's a broken «Hallelujah».