Saint In A Stained Glass Window Morrissey

Atone for your mercy
For you are a Saint in a stained glass window
Atone for your mercy
For you have a soul that cannot be bought by money

I've had such a hard time
I've been waiting my turn
Since the wretched day I was born
I've had such a hard time
I should not exist
You'll never find my trace on lovers lips

Atone for your mercy
For you are the Saint in a stained glass window
You aren't corrupted
You tell the truth and you face (ineligible)

I've had such a hard time
I should not exist
I'll learn till the day I burn
So don't pick on me
I know nothing comes nеxt
I won't have any strength to protest

So Jеsus let me die
Don't torture me more
I pitch my sights higher than this hardwood floor