Saints

What saints we are
Why dont you try to start by tellin me
all of who you are
I will listen, I will help you, I will understand
You could pray with me
I will be the miracle youve always wanted
maybe we can be
best of friends
best of time to get the best of me
I wanna bring you down
Not even when you turn your back on me
I won’t shut you out
I’ll be honest, I’ll be patient
You can count on me.
So what if you are?
So what if you are who you claim to be?
So what if you are?
Will you question? Will you supposedly let us be?
Isn’t it perfectly clear
what I intended?
Isn’t it perfectly realistic
to pretend that we’re all the same,
trying to escape blame?
And If I were perfect would you love me more?
And if I told these perfect freaks that you adore
were all a ruse for you
So what if we are?
So what if we are who we claim to be?
So what if we are?
We question, will you supposedly let us be?