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.