«Maybe there's a God above, And all I ever learned from love Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you. And it's not a cry you can hear at night, It's not somebody who's seen the light. It's a cold and it's a broken "Hallelujah".Maybe there's a God above, And all I ever learned from love Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you. And it's not a cry you can hear at night, It's not somebody who's seen the light. It's a cold and it's a broken "Hallelujah".
