Saints from Darkest Hours by Fox and the Bird

What saints we are
Why don't you try to start by telling me
All of who you are
I will listen, I will help you, I will understand

You can pray with me
I'll be the miracle you've always wanted.
Maybe we can be
Best of friends, best of times, you'll get the best of me

I won't bring you down
Not even when you turn your back on me
I won't shut you out
I'll be honest, I'll be patient, you can count on me

So what if you are
So what if you aren't who you claim to be
So what if you are
Will you question, will you suppose it, will you let us be

Isn't it perfectly clear what I intend and
Isn't it perfectly realistic to pretend that
We're all the same, trying to escape the blame

And if I’m perfect would you love me even more
and if I told you that that these perfect traits that you adore
were all a rouse for you

So what if we are
So what if we aren't who we claim to be
So what if we are
Will you question, will you suppose it, will you let us be?

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