HELL IS FOR CHILDREN / PAT BENATAR / NIVEL 3

They cry in the dark, so you can't see their tears

They hide in the light, so you can't see their fears

Forgive and forget, all the while

Love and pain become one and the same

In the eyes of a wounded child

Because Hell

Hell Is For Children

And you know that their little lives can become such

  a mess

Hell

Hell Is For Children

And you shouldn't have to pay for your love with your

 bones and your flesh



It's all so confusing, this brutal abusing

They blacken your eyes, and then apologize

You're daddy's good girl, and don't tell mommy a thing

Be a good little boy, and you'll get a new toy

Tell grandma you fell off the swing



Because Hell

Hell Is For Children

And you know that their little lives can become such 

 a mess

Hell

Hell Is For Children

And you shouldn't have to pay for your love with your 

bones and your flesh



No, Hell Is For Children



Hell

Hell is for Hell

Hell is for Hell

Hell Is For Children…