Don’t Count on the Wicked Billy Talent

This heart don't count on the wicked
These hands don't fight at all
This mind don't do what it's told to
These eyes don't cry at all
Don't cry at all, hey-oh… hey-oh…
These eyes don't cry at all, hey-oh… hey-oh…

This heart don't count on the wicked
We face this world alone
When all they want is to break you
Turn anger into hope

Within this city of villains
I walk these streets alone
Where everyone is a stranger
Their eyes turn me to stone
Turn me to stone, hey-oh… hey-oh…
Your eyes turn me to stone, hey-oh… hey-oh…

This heart don't count on the wicked
We face this world alone
When all they want is to break you
Turn anger into hope
I'm telling you, tonight I swear to tear out these nails
From the cross I've bared for giving you control of me
This heart don't count on the wicked
This anger turns to hope, it turns to hope