Up from the ashes, out of the flames Keeps gettin stronger, like a slow rollin train Watch it run Oh, why do the good die young Burnin like a shootin star Born with a broken heart
Off in the distance, it was callin my name So I took me a ride, on that slow rollin train It still runs But it seems that the good die young Playin on that sad guitar Born with a broken heart Burnin like a shootin star Born with a broken heart
Seems it was over, before it begun Killed by a bullet, from a six-string gun Bang a drum Oh, why do the good die young Ridin in a long black car Born with a broken heart Playin on that sad guitar Born with a broken heart Burnin like a shootin star Born with a broken heart