Falling From Grace - Marianne Faithfull

Falling from grace, falling from grace,

Lord, you have a pretty face.

Take it away and pack it in a suitcase

Then forget about falling from grace.

Don’t look at me like that, I never said a word.

Don’t ask me where I’ve been, I’ll pretend I never heard.

Don’t put it in the paper — please, don’t!

I never said I will, I never said I won’t.

Falling from grace, falling from grace,

Lord, you have a pretty face.

Take it away and pack it in a suitcase

Then forget about falling from grace.

It’s looking bad I know, I’m an outlaw

Don’t pity me, I never felt like this before.

Please tell me you believe me, please say

I’ll get along without you — anyway.

Falling from grace, falling from grace,

Lord, you have a pretty face.

Take it away and pack it in a suitcase

Then forget about falling from grace.

Feeling hunted, I’m lying low.

Don’t tell me who it is, I never said so.

Put yourself in my place, please try.

I never told the truth — I never told a lie.

Falling from grace, falling from grace,

Lord, you have a pretty face.

Take it away and pack it in a suitcase,

Then forget about falling from grace.

Falling from grace, falling from grace,

Lord, you have a pretty face.

Take it away and pack it in a suitcase,

Then forget about falling from grace.

Falling from grace

Falling from grace, falling from grace

Falling from grace

Falling from grace, falling from grace

Falling from grace

Falling from grace, falling from grace

Falling from grace

Falling from grace, falling from grace

Falling from grace

Falling from grace, falling from grace

Falling from grace

Falling from grace, falling from grace …