face first in gloves, i got some cancer for your love.
but you can only die twice, it's that second time that
makes the first time seem so nice.
as fars i can tell, my angel, she fell,
her wings are sticking through her dress.
and i don't want to look, but i must, she mistook me for
one who could be saved, i guess.
and i know what they say wel look the same in the dark,
yeah i know what they say i walked in asbury park
saw my troubles in the hearts of men
hate's a girl with pretty eyes, but i'm just not the type.
truthfully i believe that anyone who dies kills themself.
and i fell from great heights, and saw a lot, however
fast it past.
and i don't really like the way that i've become,
but i can't stope it now, when the madness comes,
i'll get out.