For the good things that I had
‘Cause the liars moved in
And he won’t hesitate
Pour le monde, pas pour la guerre
In the night, Club Indigo
Pour le monde, pas pour la guerre
And I wake up blind
For the world, not for the war
For the world, not for the war
He’s the best, you'll never know
In a hope that comes to nothing
But he is not a dog
When you listen for good
Like my dreams were too bright
He’s the best you ever had
Believing it’s good
Like the ghost of a man
Who is tied up to the chair
And the radio was sad
In a hope that comes to nothing
He’s so low, you'll never know
Though it might lead to heartache
And they believe their own dark medicine
Perform for you in the stadium
And I lost my regard
He’s so low, you'll never know
When you listen for good
That his life has a meaning
You act so nonchalant
And they believe their own dark medicine
He’s so low, you'll never know
Behind their jaded eyes, a dilemma
‘Cause the liars have moved in
And he tries to believe
With his hand on his heart
