Crown of Thorns

you ever hear the story of mr. faded glory?
say he who rides a pony must someday fall
i was talkin' to my alter
says life is what you make it and if you make it death well rest your soul away
away, away…
it’s a broken kind of feeling
she’ll have to tie me to the ceiling
a bad moon’s comin' better say your prayers
i wanna tell you that i love you
but does it really matter?
i just can’t stand to see you dragging down again
again, again…
so i’m singing
and this is my kinda love
it’s the kind that moves on it’s the kind that leaves you alone, yeah
this is my kinda love
it’s the kind that moves on it’s the kind that leaves me alone
i used to treat you like a lady
now you’re a substitute teacher
this bottle’s not a pretty, not a pretty sight
i owe the man some money so i’m turnin over honey
ah mr. faded glory is once again doin' time, yeah
this is my kinda love
it’s the kind that moves on it’s the kind that leaves me alone, yeah
this is my kinda love
it’s the kind that moves on it’s the kind that, it’s the kind that…
leaves me alone
like a crown of thorns, it’s all who you know
so don’t burn your bridges cause someday, yeah
so i’m singing
this is my kinda love
it’s the kind that moves on it’s the kind that leaves me alone, yeah
this is my kinda love
it’s the kind that moves on it’s the kind that
leaves me alone
don’t burn your bridges…