the patron saint of losers þarký sözü

i´m standing in the corridor, successfully being me
smoking a quick cigarette to liven up the journey
of course i got my walkman on, it´s playing let it bleed
cos i´m the patron saint of losers
and you´re the queen of need
and i´m the patron saint of losers
so say a prayer to me
say a prayer, you know who t´address it to

i´m walking down the station, just looking straight ahead
and i just lost my ticket, and i just lost the thread
and i wonder if just one small body could fill up all my bed
hey i´m the patron saint of losers
and you´re the queen of the dead
and i´m the patron saint of losers
that´s what you said, you called me
the patron saint of losers
the patron saint of losers
deliver me, deliver me from that which i´ve undone
cos if you´re looking for a loser, i might just be one
martyrdom´s the only thing that faguely turns me on
cos i´m the patron saint
i´m walking up the staircase, and i´m knocking at your door
and someone shouts you´re out of place, you´re blocking up the hall
but i´ve been here 15 years, so baby it´s your call
cos i´m the patron saint of losers
woah, honey, i´ve lost it all
i´m the patron saint of losers
proud before the fall
i´m the patron saint of losers
i´m the patron saint of losers.