Of Methodist - Saint XCVII lyrics

[Verse 1] Paint me On the walls of your cathedrals And come praise me Because my martyrdom is holy Don't forsake me, love another hate me Turn your back and shut the door [Pre-Chorus] You know that I hate it Things I say underappreciated Only say what's in my heart I mean it You know I would die for you [Chorus] But calm it down I'm thinking way too hard Running out of ways to breathe Hoping for the day you'll look for me Boys like me could only dream [Verse 2] Said you thought that I could be your saint But baby I'm not able in this state Nineteen ninety seven baby age Made it hard to win you in your game But baby its too late I'm in your dark cloud Coming over churches know we're young but Our thunder is relentless Know we f**ed up, I'm your f** up Lingering in you but, you still refuse to clear the air for us So i'll answer the prayers for you Be the bigger man between us too In no time I'll go quiet for you So I can be that saint for you Saint 97 I'm down I'm your martyr babe 97 I'm down I'm your Saint 97 I'm down I'm your martyr babe 97 I'm down I'm your [Bridge] So don't underestimate When you don't reciprocate I'll show you that I'm confident Tell me what you need Won't be there to hold your feet Show me that you're confident [Pre-Chorus] You know that I hate it Things I say underappreciated Only say what's in my heart I mean it You know I would die for you [Chorus] But calm it down I'm thinking way too hard Running out of ways to breathe Hoping for the day you'll look for me Boys like me could only dream [Epilogue] Hold on lover you're sinking in Into a world that you grew within Can't you see where this is headed? Grounded feet