Good Women

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