Nobody's gonna to fix her now Oh, but it's a world full of trouble ♪ An American massacre ♪ In Southern California ♪ But we're reasoning with messengers ♪ Who talk about the weather ♪ When it's just another nightmare ♪ A slaughter of the children With the wolves out there And the bleeding hearts And the long blank stares And the open mouths She had her last shirt on Now all stained with blood With nowhere to run And you sit and wonder whether anything could be done ♪ And I could climb a mountain Oh, but what am I gonna find there? ♪ When nothing comes from nothing ♪ With every man an island ♪ And we're reasoning with messengers ♪ Who try to pass for grown men ♪ They're coming up empty ♪ They're sending you their thoughts and prayers With the wolves out there And the bleeding hearts And the long blank stares And the open mouths She had her last shirt on Now all stained with blood With nowhere to run And you sit and wonder whether anything could be done