It's the power - that won't let you forget
Or the ember - of your last cigarette
It's my Last Chance - somehow I'm sure I'll break through
Secret romance - hiding all the dirty things I want to do
to you

But you're here after all we've replaced?
I call it Grace

No pretendings - I know damn well why you're here
Happier endings - and those secrets you drip in my ear
I'm so captured - in this web that we've spun
Completely enraptured - you're forgiven for all that you've done

Though I still can't deny your embrace...
I call it Grace

Is it the trust? Is it the lust?
Is it the chemistry? Can it be? That shakes our hearts of the rust
It's the energy - that we just can't hide
Electricity - when you're inside

Precious moment - of bliss before everything's wrong
Sweet surrender - before I notice you're gone

You're the one part I just can't replace...
I call it Grace.