[bad word]  [bad word] florence.and.the.machine

This is a good a place to fall as any 
We'll build our altar here 
Make me your Maria 
I'm already on my knees 

You had Jesus on your breath 
And I caught Him in mine 
Sweating out confessions 
The undone and the divine 

'Cause this is his body, this is his love 
Such selfish prayers and I can't get enough, oh 
Yeah, I can't get enough 

Spilt milk tears, I did this for you 
Spilling over the idol, the black and the blue 
The sweetest submission, drinking you in 
The wine, the women, the bedroom hymns 

'Cause this is his body, this is his love 
Such selfish prayers and I can't get enough, 'cause, oh 
I can't get enough 
Yeah, I can't get enough 

I'm not here looking for absolution 
Because I've found myself an old solution 
I'm not here looking for absolution 
Because I've found myself an old solution 

This is his body, this is his love 
Such selfish prayers, I can't get enough 
This is his body, oh, this is his love 
Such selfish prayers, I can't get enough 

I can't get enough 
I can't get enough 
Yeah, I can't get enough