Mary On The Mend Lyrics - Singles - Cherry Ghost

By rights we should have been choking 

On every word the preacher had us repeat 

A stiff drink and napkins in your hand bag 

The first aid of a three-time divorcee 

Carried you home down through the subway 

Where thrills are cheap and the kids roll down walls like paint 

Borrowed Gods been rubbing their backs on your window 

Your summers are haunted with memories of love sick strays 

Pick up your chin theres a Saint on the mend 

On a burnt out estate born of bones that dont bend 

Coming back stealing hearts pulling through brand fire new 

Mary goes a-diving in at the deep end 

At the sliding doors of the 13th floor she prays 

She says night fall gently on the weekend 

When tempers are high and all those frustrations displayed 

Pick up your chin theres a Saint on the mend 

On a burnt out estate born of bones that dont bend 

Coming back stealing hearts pulling through brand fire new 

Pick up your chin theres a Saint on the mend 

On a burnt out estate born of bones that dont bend 

Coming back stealing hearts pulling through brand fire new 

Im hit, Im down, Im done, Im dusted, Im deadbeat 

I am weak as a kitten, been strapped to the tracks of a train 

I have danced with the drunks 

And dodged all those filthy old whispers 

But baby, go give 'em hell and tell 'em 

It came with a name brand fire new