Better than most At feeling your pain Walking wounded through the stars tonight We wander the plains Pointing pistols at the dawn Never looked into your eyes this long With a dollars worth of distance run Couldn't (courtesy?) see you're the broken holy one Your lipstick is thick but Paris is gone (?) And I wish this was a crowded room Now the challange is on And I never learn to fly Never looked into your eyes this long With a dollars worth of distance run Couldn't see you're the broken holy one Better than most At feeling no pain Just as soon as you arrive, we'll start, I want to explain Why I never learned to fly Why I never looked into your eyes this long With a dollars worth of distance run Couldn't see you're the broken holy one Better than most At feeling your pain Better than most At feeling your pain