The Good Die Young

A broken back with a heart of gold, the legend of a martyr with no soul.

I'll cough up blood to clear my lungs.

Sinking to the depths. Dragging me to the ocean's floor. With broken wings

I fly alone. I see your eyes as I'm sinking.

I've always heard that the good die young, 

At least I know (at least I know), know that I'll die young.

I've always heard that the good die young, 

But with this heart of gold I have no fear, no fear.

No fear of what's to come.

Weighed down by this heart of gold.

No blood within and lost all without. A shadow of a man flesh and bone.

I'll cought up blood to clear my lungs.

Sinking to the depths. All I know is I'll die young. Lost everything I

Called my own. I see your eyes as I'm sinking.

I've always heard that the good die young, 

At least I know (at least I know), know that I'll die young.

I've always heard that the good die young, 

But with this heart of gold I have no fear, no fear.

No fear of what's to come.

Born self destructive, at least I know that I'll die young.

Weighed down by this heart of gold.