They say a flap of a butterfly’s wing can do your fate
That the road sometimes takes back what it had given
But [bad word] love never dies
And now you know how the legend of the dead [bad word] was born

But what you don’t know
Is there’s a gap between living and dying
Some say they’ve seen the dead [bad word] in a flash of lightning around the shadowy curves of the highway
Some say he was just a kid who met his fate in a fiery crash
But anyone fool enough to venture out onto to that treacherous road should know one thing
There’s no turning back