God knows what is hiding in that weak and drunken heart 

I guess you kissed the girls and made them cry 

those Hardfaced Queens of misadventure 

God knows what is hiding in those weak and sunken eyes 

a Fiery throng of muted angels 

Giving love and getting nothing back 



* People help the people 

And if your homesick, give me your hand and i'll hold it 

People help the people 

And nothing will drag you down 

Oh and if I had a brain, Oh and if I had a brain 

i'd be cold as a stone and rich as the fool 

That turned, all those good hearts away 



God knows what is hiding, in that world of little consequence 

Behind the tears, inside the lies 

A thousand slowly dying sunsets 

God knows what is hiding in those weak and drunken hearts 

I guess the loneliness came knocking 

No on needs to be alone, oh save me 



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