Straight and narrow path now all twisted
Where the weak at heart can be restricted
Moonlight hollow in the dark light
I see you standing there
Careless beauty with a callous tongue
Bloodshot eyes and a broken arm
Work for pennies in a factory farm
It can only get better from here
When the smoke clears
When the smoke clears
When the smoke clears
When the smoke clears
Highlight the scars on your face
All the stars they seem out of place
Burning bridges in the golden hour
There’s a whisper of love
When the smoke clears
When the smoke clears
When the smoke clears
When the smoke clears
When the smoke clears
Bloodshot eyes and a broken arm
When the smoke clears
Worked for pennies on a factory farm
When the smoke clears
Highlight the scars on your face
When the smoke clears
All the stars they seem out of place
