Ghost - Mary On A Cross

We were speeding together
Down the dark avenues
But besides all the stardom
All we got was blues
But through all the sorrow
We've been riding high
And the truth of the matter is
I never let you go, let you go

We were scanning the cities
Rocking to pay their dues
But besides all the glamor
All we got was bruised
But through all the sorrow
We've been riding high
And the truth of the matter is
I never let you go, let you go

You go down just like Holy Mary
Mary on a, Mary on a cross
Not just another bloody Mary
Mary on a, Mary on a cross
If you choose to run away with me
I will tickle you internally
And I see nothing wrong with that