The Patience Of A Saint — текст песни (Electronic)

Talking of my attributes, the things I do so well
As anyone who`s in cahoots with me will readily tell
I`ve lived up here, I`ve been down there, I`ve bought so I could sell
And if I drove a faster car, I`d drive it bloody well
How can I change? I live without restraint
And I would try the patience of a saint
Thinking of my attitudes, talking one on one
I may disagree with you, but look where you`ve come from
And all that you`ve got, I thought that I would faint
But I would try the patience of a saint
And I would try the patience of a saint
I would try the patience of a saint
I`m talking to myself (to myself)
I`m talkint to the one that I know best
Bury me with gratitude, you can go to hell
Why should I care? I`d rather watch drying paint
But I would try the patience of a saint
And I would try the patience of a saint
I would try the patience of a saint
And I would try the patience...
...of a saint