Bedroom Hymns — 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

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

Yeah, I can't get enough

Spilt bitter tears, I did this for you Spilling over the aisle, the black and the blue The sweetest submission, drinking you 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