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