| Song | All My Favorite People |
| Artist | Over the Rhine |
| Album | The Long Surrende |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| All my favorite people are broken | |
| Believe me | |
| My heart should know | |
| Some prayers are better left unspoken | |
| I just wanna hold you | |
| And let the rest go | |
| All my friends are part saint and part sinner | |
| We lean on each other | |
| Try to rise above | |
| We're not afraid to admit we're all still beginners | |
| We're all late bloomers | |
| When it comes to love | |
| All my favorite people are broken | |
| Believe me | |
| My heart should know | |
| Orphaned believers, skeptical dreamers | |
| Step forward | |
| You can stay right here | |
| You don't have to go | |
| Is each wound you've received | |
| Just a burdensome gift? | |
| It gets so hard to lift | |
| Yourself up off the ground | |
| But the poet says, We must praise the mutilated world | |
| We're all workin' the graveyard shift | |
| You might as well sing along | |
| All my favorite people are broken | |
| Believe me | |
| My heart should know | |
| (As for) your tender heart— | |
| This world's gonna rip it wide open | |
| It ain't gonna be pretty | |
| But you're not alone | |
| 'Cause all my favorite people are broken | |
| Believe me | |
| My heart should know | |
| Orphaned believers, skeptical dreamers | |
| You're welcome | |
| Yeah, you're safe right here | |
| You don't have to go | |
| 'Cause all my favorite people are broken | |
| Believe me | |
| My heart should know | |
| Some prayers are better left unspoken | |
| I just wanna hold you | |
| And let the rest go |
| All my favorite people are broken | |
| Believe me | |
| My heart should know | |
| Some prayers are better left unspoken | |
| I just wanna hold you | |
| And let the rest go | |
| All my friends are part saint and part sinner | |
| We lean on each other | |
| Try to rise above | |
| We' re not afraid to admit we' re all still beginners | |
| We' re all late bloomers | |
| When it comes to love | |
| All my favorite people are broken | |
| Believe me | |
| My heart should know | |
| Orphaned believers, skeptical dreamers | |
| Step forward | |
| You can stay right here | |
| You don' t have to go | |
| Is each wound you' ve received | |
| Just a burdensome gift? | |
| It gets so hard to lift | |
| Yourself up off the ground | |
| But the poet says, We must praise the mutilated world | |
| We' re all workin' the graveyard shift | |
| You might as well sing along | |
| All my favorite people are broken | |
| Believe me | |
| My heart should know | |
| As for your tender heart | |
| This world' s gonna rip it wide open | |
| It ain' t gonna be pretty | |
| But you' re not alone | |
| ' Cause all my favorite people are broken | |
| Believe me | |
| My heart should know | |
| Orphaned believers, skeptical dreamers | |
| You' re welcome | |
| Yeah, you' re safe right here | |
| You don' t have to go | |
| ' Cause all my favorite people are broken | |
| Believe me | |
| My heart should know | |
| Some prayers are better left unspoken | |
| I just wanna hold you | |
| And let the rest go |
| All my favorite people are broken | |
| Believe me | |
| My heart should know | |
| Some prayers are better left unspoken | |
| I just wanna hold you | |
| And let the rest go | |
| All my friends are part saint and part sinner | |
| We lean on each other | |
| Try to rise above | |
| We' re not afraid to admit we' re all still beginners | |
| We' re all late bloomers | |
| When it comes to love | |
| All my favorite people are broken | |
| Believe me | |
| My heart should know | |
| Orphaned believers, skeptical dreamers | |
| Step forward | |
| You can stay right here | |
| You don' t have to go | |
| Is each wound you' ve received | |
| Just a burdensome gift? | |
| It gets so hard to lift | |
| Yourself up off the ground | |
| But the poet says, We must praise the mutilated world | |
| We' re all workin' the graveyard shift | |
| You might as well sing along | |
| All my favorite people are broken | |
| Believe me | |
| My heart should know | |
| As for your tender heart | |
| This world' s gonna rip it wide open | |
| It ain' t gonna be pretty | |
| But you' re not alone | |
| ' Cause all my favorite people are broken | |
| Believe me | |
| My heart should know | |
| Orphaned believers, skeptical dreamers | |
| You' re welcome | |
| Yeah, you' re safe right here | |
| You don' t have to go | |
| ' Cause all my favorite people are broken | |
| Believe me | |
| My heart should know | |
| Some prayers are better left unspoken | |
| I just wanna hold you | |
| And let the rest go |