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 will 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