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