Florence and the Machine (Florence + The Machine) - Bedroom Hymns lyrics

This is as good a place to fall as any We'll build our alter here Make me your Maria I'm already on my knees You had Jesus on your breath And I caught him in mine Sweating our confessions The undone and the divine This is his body This is his blood Such selfish prayers And 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, the women, the bedroom hymns 'Cause this is his body This is his love Such selfish prayers and I can't get enough I can't get enough I'm not here looking for absolution Because I found myself an old solution I'm not here looking for absolution Because I found myself an old solution This is his body This is his love Such selfish prayers, I can't get enough