Running over the same old ground

It only hurts when that door gets open
once again i'm settling for second best
it only hurts when your eyes are open
lies get tossed and truth is spoken
dreams are lost and hearts are broken

so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?