Bedroom Hymns - Florence + The Machine

This is as 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

Spilled milk tears, I did this for you

Spilling over the idol, the black and the blue

The sweetest submission, drinking it in The wine and the women, the bedroom hymns

'Cause this is body, this is his love

Such selfish prayers and I can’t get enough

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