“I heard there was a secret chord
That David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don’t really care for music, do you?
It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth, the minor fall, the major lift, the baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelu—-jah
Your faith was strong but you needed proof, you saw her bathing on the roof, her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair, she broke your throne, she cut your hair, and from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelu—-jah
Maybe I have been here before, I know this room; I have walked this floor, I used to live alone before I knew you
I’ve seen your flag on the marble arch, love is not a victory march, it’s a cold and its a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelu—-jah
There was a time you let me know whats really going on below, but now you never show it to me, do you? (and)
Remember when I moved in you; the holy dark was moving too, and every breath we drew was Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelu—-jah
Maybe there’s a God above, and all I ever learned from love was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
And its not a cry you can hear at night, its not somebody who’s seen the light, its a cold and its a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelu–jah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelu—u—jah”