The tales she tells could break your heart just to hear them told
I ask myself, when I hear her hurt, how much hell a heart can hold
So when she says, 'Way back when, this is how it happened'
And when she cries for the monster in men, the hell inside me opens
And I reach to catch her teardrops and I clear them with my kiss
And I say, 'Let me always keep me near you,' and I whisper her a promise:
'I swear on my heart, this heart that fights, punches in my chest
When I pray tonight, He can beg me for forgiveness
Who made this world where angels wrists are clawed upon my devils
I will hold all this hell in my fist, I will be God's avenging angel'
And she reaches for my teardrops, and she rubs them from my eyes
And she says, 'You don't have to be a hero, just be one of the good guys
'You don't have to be a hero, just be one of the good guys...'