i'm a bad hero
i get lost in the mists
i can never push and i can never pull
the purpose of the anarchist
i'm a bad hero
i can't save the day
got so drunk the planet turned
slept in while the city burned
and missed the whole parade
one day we will
one day we will decide
one day we will leave the barlight
i'm a bad hero
don't you call my phone
waiting for the reprimand
i come to you with crippled hands,
hide & stumble home
i'm a bad hero
i never save the girl
cause i don't know what art is
and i don't know what love is
nor if they're in my world
one day we will
one day we will decide
one day we will leave the barlight
so decide