With every lie you told, you dug a deeper hole You should know I've been down that road I can show you where it goes, if you wanna know It won't lead ya home And why would we cry for your soul When you're made of gold? And why would we lie When you know that this ain't home? I know you've been afraid that's why you stay awake All night and sleep through the day Hoping to find a hand you can hold Before you grow up and grow old And why would we cry for your soul When you're made of gold? Why would we lie When you know that this ain't home? Why would we cry for your soul When you're made of gold? Why would we lie When you know that this ain't home? Yeah, this ain't home So please, baby, please, I'm begging show to me That you still believe that I won't end up lonely And please, baby, please, I'm begging to help me [Incomprehensible] And please, baby, please, I'm begging you to help me