Broken hallelujah.

well there was a time when you let me know 
what’s really going on below 
but now you never show that to me do you 
but remember when i moved in you 
and the holy dove was moving too 
and every breath we drew was hallelujah 

well, maybe there’s a God above 
but all i’ve ever learned from love 
was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you 
it’s not a cry that you hear at night 
it’s not somebody who’s seen the light 
it’s a cold and it’s a broken hallelujah