I don't know if I believe in heroes
Or if I'd choose to call good fortune luck
Every chance encounter has a reason
and every dirty deed goes in the book

I don't know if passion is a virtue
Or put there by the long arm of the law
I don't think I'd ever mean to hurt you
Though honestly, I couldn't say for sure

How do you fight what you can't attack
when one hand's tied behind your back
and you can't distinguish white from black no more
When the laws of probability
say, chances are you never see
where life turns into being a full scale war

Now I don't know if you are easily frightened
by circumstances away beyond control
Have you ever really stopped to wonder
how many times we've all been bought and sold

How do you fight what you can't attack
when one hand's tied behind your back
and you can't distinguish white from black no more
When the laws of probability
say, chances are you never see
where life turns into being a full scale war

I don't know if you believe in heroes
when you're messing with the matters of the heart
This is not the way I would have planned it
but this is not the end, it's just the start

I don't know if I believe in heroes