Oh My God
She was born at six AM on New Year's Day
In an alley right at the heart
Of where the homeless children play
And the truth is that we will never even know her name
'Cause as long as we can fill our glasses up
We will look the other way
Oh woah, woah
Oh woah, woah
Oh woah, woah
Oh woah, woah
And it's not that far from here, to New Orleans
Where the seemingly forgotten people
Are still foreclosing on their dreams
And we'd just as soon keep on staring at the TV screen
While this world just bleeds to death
Like some romantic end to a movie
Oh my God, this is insane
How'd it get like this, or has it always been this way
Oh my God, I'm so ashamed
When we try to close our eyes and make this go away
Oh woah, woah
Oh woah, woah
Oh woah, woah
Oh woah, woah
And we sit in our highrise apartments
And complain about things that don't matter
And we race through this life just to see who can die
With as much as we can gather
And a few blocks away a teenage mother
Plays Russian Roulette with her daughter
Is this the best that we can do
Is this the best that we can do
Oh my God, this is insane
How'd it get like this, or has it always been this way
Oh my God, I'm so ashamed
May we close our eyes to make this go away
Oh woah, woah
Oh woah, woah
Oh woah, woah
Oh woah, woah
We just turn our heads away
In an alley right at the heart
Of where the homeless children play
And the truth is that we will never even know her name
'Cause as long as we can fill our glasses up
We will look the other way
Oh woah, woah
Oh woah, woah
Oh woah, woah
Oh woah, woah
And it's not that far from here, to New Orleans
Where the seemingly forgotten people
Are still foreclosing on their dreams
And we'd just as soon keep on staring at the TV screen
While this world just bleeds to death
Like some romantic end to a movie
Oh my God, this is insane
How'd it get like this, or has it always been this way
Oh my God, I'm so ashamed
When we try to close our eyes and make this go away
Oh woah, woah
Oh woah, woah
Oh woah, woah
Oh woah, woah
And we sit in our highrise apartments
And complain about things that don't matter
And we race through this life just to see who can die
With as much as we can gather
And a few blocks away a teenage mother
Plays Russian Roulette with her daughter
Is this the best that we can do
Is this the best that we can do
Oh my God, this is insane
How'd it get like this, or has it always been this way
Oh my God, I'm so ashamed
May we close our eyes to make this go away
Oh woah, woah
Oh woah, woah
Oh woah, woah
Oh woah, woah
We just turn our heads away
Credits
Writer(s): James Michael, Nikki Sixx, Dj Ashba
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