Ghost - Mary On A Cross

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

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

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