Crown of Thorns

You ever heard the story of Mr. Faded Glory? Say he who rides a pony must someday fall I been talkin' to my alter Says life is what you make it And if you make it death well then rest your soul away Away away yeah It's a broken kind of feeling She'd have to tie me to the ceiling A bad moon's a 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 This is my kinda love It's the kind that moves on It's the kind that leaves you alone This is my kinda love It's the kind that moves on It's the kind and leaves me alone I used to treat you like a lady Now you're a substitute teacher This bottle's not a prayer, not a prayer in sight I owe the man some money so I'm turnin over honey Oh Mr. Faded Glory is once again doin' time. This is my kinda love It's the kind that moves on It's the kind that leaves me alone This is my kinda love It's a crown of thorns 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 Start singing This is my kinda love It's the kind that moves on It's the kind that leaves me alone This is my kinda love It's a crown of thorns It's the kind that leaves me alone