The Killers Joseph, Better You Than Me

Well your eyes just haven't been the same, Joseph

Are you bad at dealing with the fame, Joseph

There's a pale moonshine, above you

Do you see both sides, do they shove you, around

 

Is the touchstone forcing you to hide, Joseph

Are the rumors eating you alive, Joseph

 

When the holy night is upon you

Will you do what's right, the position is yours

 

From the temple walls to the New York night

Our decisions rest on a child

When she took her stand

Did she hold your hand

Will your faith stand still or run away

Run away

 

When they've driven you so far

That you think you're going to drop

Do you wish you were back there at the carpenter shop

 

With the plane and the lathe

The work never drove you mad

You're a maker, a creator

Not just somebody's dad

 

From the temple walls to the New York night

Our decisions rest on a man

When I take the stand

When I take the stand

Will she hold my hand

Will my faith stand still or run away

 
Run away
 

And the desert

It's a hell of a place to find heaven

Forty years lost in the wilderness looking for God

And you climb to the top of the mountain

Looking down on the city

Where you were born

 
On the years since you left gave you time to sit back and reflect
 

Better you than me

Better you than me

Better you than me

Yes

 

Well the Holy night is upon you

(Better you, better you)

Do you see both sides, do they shove you, around

 

Better you than me, Joseph

(Better than you than me)

Better you than me

Joseph, Joseph, Joseph, Joseph

Than me

Better you than me

Better you than me

(Better you, better you, better you)

Than me

 
Well your eyes just haven't been the same, Joseph