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.