Bedroom Hymns

This is as good a place to fall as any We'll 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 out confessions The undone and the divine 'Cause this is his body, this is his love Such selfish prayers and I can't get enough Yeah, I can't get enough Spilt milk tears, I did this for you Spilling over the idle, 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 Yeah, I can't get enough I'm not here looking for absolution Because I've found myself an old solution I'm not here looking for absolution Because I've found myself an old solution This is his body, this is his love Such selfish prayers, I can't get enough This is his body, oh, this is his love Such selfish prayers, I can't get enough (whoa, whoa) I can't get enough (whoa, whoa) Yeah, I can't get enough (whoa, whoa) Yeah, ah, ah