[Intro] [distorted electric guitar palm-muted riff, kick drum on every beat] (Hoo, hoo) [Verse 1] [bass and hi-hats enter] You bless your own reflection Kiss your shadow in the glass Practice every wounded line For the sympathetic cast You raise your eyes to heaven So rehearsed it almost shines While your quiet little razor words Are slipped between the lines [Chorus] [full band, open power chords, crash cymbals] You're a saint on Sundays Bleeding in the front row light But you're sharp on Mondays Drawing little wars at night Wearing thorns like diamonds Say the world has done you wrong Oh, a saint on Sundays [guitar riff] You're the sinner in the song [Verse 2] [drums drop to kick and snare, palm-muted guitar] Yeah, you tremble holding stories Like the stones you never threw Swear you hate the confrontation After starting something new You set the trap with kindness Call it trying to be fair Then you walk out of the wreckage With a halo in your hair [Chorus] [full band energy] You're a saint on Sundays Bleeding in the front row light But you're sharp on Mondays Drawing little wars at night Wearing thorns like diamonds Say the world has done you wrong Oh, a saint on Sundays [guitar solo begins] You're the sinner in the song [Bridge] [guitar solo with wah-pedal effect, driving drums] [vocals return, half-time feel on drums] Are you careful little bruises Painted where the crowd can see? All the names you break in private Fall back into poor, poor me I see beneath your fingernails From letters never sent Every rumor that you whisper Son, love the innocent [Chorus] [full band, high energy] You're a saint on Sundays Bleeding in the front row light But you're sharp on Mondays Drawing little wars at night Wearing thorns like diamonds Say the world has done you wrong Oh, a saint on Sundays I've been watching all along (Yeah!) Saint on Sundays You're no savior in this song [Outro] [palm-muted guitar riff, fading vocals] (Hoo, hoo) (Hoo, hoo)
