Lord forgive for me for what I've done
I'm the only child of the only son
And the land that raised us was full of wheat
Now the fields lay fallow and the blood runs deep
But look at you now
You're running out of things to wear
Still playing all your hits, all the hits, all the hits
But that won't take you anywhere
I don't wanna play your song
I don't want those heroes

Can you trust the future that never comes
You seem so old, I feel so young
And I hear your anger and your howls of hate
With so little reason, with so little faith
But look at you now
You're running out of things to wear
Still playing all your hits, all the hits, all the hits
But that won't take you anywhere
I don't wanna play your song
I don't want those heroes

Look at you now
You're running out of things to wear
Still playing all your hits, all the hits, all the hits
But that won't take you anywhere
I don't wanna play your song
I don't want those heroes
Your heroes anymore
No heroes anymore