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 pretty, not a pretty 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

So know 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