Feels like your miles from here in other towns with even 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 will just have to trust me I'm scared I am the patron saint of lost causes Are we all to you just lost causes? Tommy you left behind something that will mean everything right before you die What if you gained the whole world you have already lost four little souls from your life Widows and orphans aren't hard to find They're home missing daddy whose saving the world tonight Wish your drinking would hurry and kill you Sympathy seems better than having to tell you the truth That you are the patron saint of lost causes All you are to them is a lost cause all you are to them is now causes Billy don't you understand Timothy stood as hard 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 will see just all of us the lost causes Aren't we all to you just lost causes? Are we all to you lost?
