I don’t need to be cured.
Wake up sterilized from my sins.
I don’t need to be blessed, to be pure.
But I do need your heart to breath.
Mary, you’re way too good for me.
Honey, show me how to be.
‘Cause I’m coming after you.
I don’t need any tears when I die.
But I do need you love to fly.
Mary, you’re way too good for me.
Honey, show me how to be.
‘Cause I’m coming after you.
You give me real, you make me true again.
Again. Again...
Mary, get me out of here.
Mary, you’re way too good for me.
Honey, show me how to be.
‘Cause I’m coming after you.
‘Cause I’m only hight for you.