I can’t see where [bad word]  from
But I know just what [bad word]  from:
And what matters ain’t the “who’s baddest” but
The ones who stop you fallin’ from your ladder.

And you feel like you feelin’ now
Doin’ things just to please your crowd,
But I love you the way I love you,
And I suffer, but I ain’t gonna cut you cos

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 ’bout you inside,
And your mama, givin’ up on askin’ why -
Why you lie, and you cheat, and you try to make
fool outta she…
I can’t see where [bad word]  from,
But I know just what [bad word]  from.
And what matters ain’t the “who’s baddest,” but the
Ones who stop you fallin’ from your ladder, cos

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.”