Beautiful Things

By Corey Smith

On Hard-Headed Fool

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[Verse 1]

I got a problem I hate to admit

Hell, no one likes talkin' about it

It's the painful condition of every man

We'd all be saints here without it


[Chorus]

It's these beautiful things

I'm like a moth to a flame

And it's burnin' my wings away


[Bridge]

It's money and sex

It's money and drugs

It's the longing to look young forever

It's reachin' for more when you're all ready full

It's all this destructive behavior


[Chorus]

It's these beautiful things

I'm like a moth to a flame

And it's burning my wings away


[Verse 2]

And no one promises tomorrow

Our best laid plans might go to waste, uh-huh they may

It all might tumble down around use

But I won't be afraid, no I won't be afraid

'Cause I've got a little faith and a holy grace

And we've got love in our hearts

And I'm tryin real hard to do somethin' good today