Babe
I've never seen you look so tired
They took the thing that made you try
How could the killing be so quiet?

Rest
And when the wounds begin to scar
When you remember who you are
Don't let them tear the world apart

If God is real, then when tomorrow comes
I'll pray you fix what's done

Sick animal
Common sense and rationale
Are gone

Babe
I'll suck the venom from the sting
I'll catch the bird and make it sing
I'll push the pin 'til you start listening

If hope is real
Then when tomorrow comes, I beg
You'll prove me wrong

Sick animal
Common sense and rationale
Are gone

Babe
I've never seen you look so tired
They took the thing that made you try
How could the killing be so quiet?