You Ain't No Saint

Lyrics for You Ain't No Saint

When I met you, We were young and like gasoline to matches, Waking up drunk, sleeping through your early classes. I grew up and grew dull, And you say you wish I hadn't. Well, I'm drunk again and you're guilty Like you're Irish Catholic. But you ain't no saint, And I ain't one either. Guess that's why I'm lying here. 'Cause I know, That I'm banged up. I've got bruises I can't place, Oh, I've been coughing out blood. I know, that I'm banged up. I've got bruises I can't place. I've been coughing out blood. I've got a gut full of ulcers, We're gonna burn out like dead stars And turn to dust. If you're coming here alone, Then there's no where else to go. So when I walk in, they know I'm alone Dig your anchors in my bones, Keep your breathing soft and slow. It's freezing, I've made a blanket from my coat. But you ain't no saint, And I ain't one either. That's why I'm lying here. Well, I know that I'm banged up. I've got bruises I can't place, Well, I've been coughing out blood, And I know That I'm banged up I got bruises I can't place, Well, I've been coughing out blood I've got a gut full of ulcers Gonna burn out like dead stars It gets freezing here after dark Search in the car for My dad's old Bill's hat Passed down in '93 Never got far from me He moved to the island from upstate He spent Sundays watching the game with me Explaining everything, we watched it carry If my dad was here, I wonder what'd he say We watched Jim Kelly lead the way And if my dad was here, I wonder what'd he say If my dad was here, I wonder if he'd even recognize me I'm fucking begging I'm fucking begging 'Cause I know, That I'm banged up I've got bruises I can't place Oh, I've been coughing out blood