I can't see where you comin' from
But I know just what you runnin' from:
And what matters ain't the «who's baddest» but
The ones who stop you fallin' from your ladder, baby
And you feel like you feelin' now
And doin' things just to please your crowd,
When I love you like the way I love you,
And I suffer, but I ain't gonna cut you 'cause
This ain't no place for no hero.
This ain't no place for no better man.
This ain't no place for no hero
To call «home.»
This ain't no place for no hero.
This ain't no place for no better man.
This ain't no place for no hero
To call «home.»
Every time I close my eyes, I think,
I think about you inside,
And your mother, givin' up on askin' why —
Why you lie, and you cheat, and you try to make
A fool outta she…
I can't see where you comin' from,
But I know just what you're runnin' from.
And what matters ain't the «who's baddest,» but the
Ones who stop you fallin' from your ladder, 'cause
This ain't no place for no hero.
This ain't no place for no better man.
This ain't no place for no hero
To call «home.»