(*Fin)

Feels like you're miles from here
In other towns with lesser names
Where the unholy ghost doesn't tell
Mary or William exactly what they want to hear

You remember the house on Ridge Road
Told you and the devil to both just leave me alone
If this is salvation, I can show you the trembling
You'll just have to trust me, I'm scared

I am the patron saint of lost causes
Aren't we all to you just near lost causes?
Aren't we all to you, just lost?

Tommy, you left behind something
That'll mean everything right before you die
What if you gained the whole world?
You've already lost four little souls from your life

Widows and orphans aren't hard to find
They're home missing daddy, who's saving the abandoned tonight.
Wish your drinking would hurry and kill you
Sympathy's better than having to tell you the truth

That you are the patron saint of lost causes
All you are to them is now a lost cause
All you are to them is now, causes.

Billy, don't you understand?
Timothy stood as long as he could
And now, you made his faith disappear
More like a magician and less like a man of the cloth.

We're not questioning God
Just those He chose to carry on His cross
We're no better, you'll see
Just all of us, the lost causes

Aren't we all to you just lost causes?
Are we all to you lost, lost causes?
So all we are to you is all we are, is all we are
All we are is all we are.

[Choir:]
Patron Saint, are we all lost like you?
Patron Saint, are we all lost like you?
Patron Saint, are we all lost like you?
Patron Saint, are we all lost like you?
Patron Saint, are we all lost like you?
(Lost causes, we are is all we are)
Patron Saint, are we all lost like you?
(To you, lost causes)
Patron Saint, are we all lost like you?
Patron Saint, are we all lost like you?
Patron Saint, are we all lost like you?

Take what you will, what you will and leave.
Could you kill, could you kill me
If the world was on fire
and nothing was left but hope or desire
And take all that I could bring forth, is this hell
Or am I on the floor over-desperate?
Hold hands streaming of blood again?
And then take full weight of me
Guard my dreams, figure this out,
It's me on my own. Helpless, hurting, hell
Will you stay strong as you promised?
Cause I'm stranded and bare.
Meanness is washed up in all that I am
is God. Take this and all,
Then grace takes me to a place
Of the father you never had
Ripping and breaking and tearing apart
This is not heaven
This is my hell.