Up from the ashes, out of the flames
kepps 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