I can only hope it's [bad word] 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 at 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 

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

When I'm looking past the silken sheets 
Take a breath 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 

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

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