atlanta sixty miles to go on a ghost-green sign
athens another seventy-five there on the backside
yeah no brass band triumphant heard
flying home to love maybe crawling's a better word

a bed of nails you can lie on if you want it
always an ax to grind with your name upon it

hopeless is as hopeless does
i love you i love you well just because
that's to say if i drown
let's no go into that now
eyes on Him i am found
there's a cross before the crown
hopeless is as hopeless does
i love you well just because
i love you well just because

yeah i fell asleep when you needed a friend
you were sweating blood and talking about violent ends
ah we're pulling swords talking real loud
pledging allegiance yes us bunch of cowards