Who taped your wings back on?
You fly like your brain's half gone
And your eyes are two peach pits
And your hands are two white fists
And you crashed
It did not look to good
The splinters everywhere
My heart all made of wood
The gra** all slicked with blood
I thought they understood
You can fake a nasty sprain
But you can't outrun the pain
When you crashed
It did not look too good
The splinters everywhere
My heart all made of wood
When you crashed
The eulogies were read
They carried you away
My heart all filled with lead
When you crashed
I did not feel too bad
I kinda thought you had
Thought you had it coming
When you crashed
I did not feel too bad
I kinda thought you had
Thought you had it coming
Did you have it coming?
Did you have it coming?
Did you have it coming?
Did you have it coming?