God knows what is hiding in
Those weak and drunken hearts.
I guess he kissed the girls
And made them cry.
Those Hardfaced Queens of misadventure.
God knows what is hiding in those weak and sunken lies.
Fiery throngs of muted angels.
Giving love and getting nothing back.
People help the people
And if your homesick, give me your
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 this 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 one needs to be alone, oh save me.
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 andrich as the fool,
That turned, all those good hearts away.
People help the people
And if your homesick, give me your
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 andrich as the fool,
That turned, all those good hearts away.
