GOOD WOMEN lie with losers everyday
I'll take him to the killing fields
Lay him down, nameless and deserving
Because I swear I saw my child in her eyes

And I swear I've seen his tears in boys' eyes
So let the choir sing HALLELUJAH
As the flames rise higher
It pulls the heartstrings harder
To know that these hands held

GOOD WOMEN bed the charmless everyday
They lead the lowest to their rooms
With their eyes flawless and disarming
And he'll swear he'll be your doll this time

But those dreams you had
They'll suffer, they'll die
So let the choir sing HALLELUJAH
As the flames rise higher

It pulls the heartstrings harder
To know that these hands held

To know that these hands held

To know that these hands held