Texty: Panic! At the Disco. Oh Glory.

I can only hope its true enough
That every little thing I do for love
Redeems me from the moments I deem worthy of the worst things that i've done
It saves me from myself in times of envy when I'm missing everyone

If I wake in the morning
I only need two more miracles to be a saint
Everything I promised everyone I'd be
Well I just ain't (ain't, ain't, ain't)

Lately it seems like,
Everybody's sick, everybody's died (everybody's died)
Build myself a wall of unhappy hearts
And only my heart knows that my head is lying, lying
Oh glory, I think I see you round the bend
And I think I'd try any pose, get there in the end
Oh Glory

When I'm looking past the silken sheets
Take a breathe to notice I'm between
Every little piece of thread and memories
That constitute your dreams

If I wake in the morning
I only need two more miracles to be a saint
Everything I promised everyone I'd be
Well I just ain't (ain't, ain't, ain't)


Lately it seems like,
Everybody's sick, everybody's died (everybody's died)
Build myself a wall of unhappy hearts
And only my heart knows that my head is lying, lying
Oh glory, I think I see you round the bend
And I think I'd try any pose, get there in the end
Oh Glory

Oh glory, I think I see you round the bend
And I think id try any poison, get there in the end
Oh glory, I think I see you round the bend
And I think id try any poison, get there in the end


Lately it seems like,
Everybody's sick, everybody's died (everybody's died)
Build myself a wall of unhappy hearts
And only my heart knows that my head is lying, lying
Oh glory, I think I see you round the bend
And I think I'd try any pose, get there in the end
Oh Glory

Oh glory, I think I see you round the bend
And I think id try any poison, get there in the end
Oh Glory, Oh Glory, Oh Glory