Rufus Wainwright

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 l…

Your faith was strong, but you needed proof. You saw her bathing on the roof, Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you. And she tied you to a kitchen chair, She broke your thron…

And remember when I moved in you The holy dark was moving too And every breath we drew was Hallelujah.

Love is not a victory march, It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah.

Well maybe there is a God above But all I ever learned from love Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you.