Heroes

He brought the war home with him
 Still got sand in his boots
 He's wrestling with the demons in the cold, hard truth
 As some may write about him, he came back different
 Something in his eyes said he'd seen too much
 Something in his legs said he'd had enough
 Heroes, everybody needs heroes
 Even heroes need a little help
 Heroes can't always be heroes
 Who's gonna save the hero from himself?
 Got a picture from Baghdad of him and his buddies
 And his horsing around, getting ready
 One by one, he watched 'em die
 Just scared kids, and he don't know why
 He's the only one to make it out alive
 Heroes, everybody needs heroes
 Even heroes need a little help
 Heroes can't always be heroes
 Who's gonna save the hero from himself?
 Ten thousand clicks away in his head
 He can smell the smoke, he could smell the dead
 Silver Star and a pistol in a drawer
 Morphine just ain't working no more
 Heroes, everybody needs heroes
 Even heroes need a little help
 Heroes can't always be heroes
 Who's gonna save the hero from himself?