They say that good boys
Walk straight on white lines
And good boys keep their livers clean
And smoke out of their lungs
?Cause its all about what youve done
Good boys dont make mistakes to learn from
?Cause when heaven comes
They wont be caught being young
Grace, make your way to the well
To those who deserve it
?Cause after all theyve earned it
But vain, it?s in vain
?Cause they dont need it
Theyre steady, steady breathers
Who wont lift a finger for the gasping weaker
So just hoard your hollow completion
Like its something wearing thin
Like its gonna get you in when heaven comes
?Cause when heaven comes
I swear it comes in love
Grace, make your way to the well
To those who deserve it
?Cause after all theyve earned it
But vain, it?s in vain
?Cause they dont need it
Grace, make your way to the well
But it?s in vain
?Cause they dont need it
Now I let go of your hand somewhere between
Love and what it demands of me
Now I let go of your hand somewhere between
Love and what it demands of me
Grace, make your way, make your way
Grace, make your way, make your way
Grace, make your way, make your way
Grace, make your way, make your way
Grace, make your way, make your way