a virgin, darling

Another conversation with no destination Another battle never won And each side is a loser So who cares who fired the gun?

And I’m learning, so I’m leaving And even though I’m grieving I’m trying to find the meaning Let loss reveal it Let loss reveal it

St. Jude, the patron saint of the lost causes St. Jude, we were lost before she started St. Jude, we lay in bed as she whipped around us St. Jude, maybe I’ve always been more comfortable in chaos

And I was on the island and you were there too But somehow through the storm I couldn’t get to you St. Jude, somehow she knew And she came to give her blessing while causing devastation And I couldn’t keep my mouth shut, I just had to mention Grabbing your attention

St. Jude, the patron saint of the lost causes St. Jude, we were lost before she started St. Jude, we lay in bed as she whipped around us St. Jude, maybe I’ve always been more comfortable in chaos

St. Jude, St. Jude

And I’m learning, so I’m leaving And even though I’m grieving I’m trying to find the meaning Let loss reveal it Let loss reveal it

And I’m learning, so I’m leaving And even though I’m grieving I’m trying to find the meaning Let loss reveal it Let loss reveal it

Zelda Fitzgerald, Save Me The Waltz (via thelovejournals)

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