‘cause you live your life like a falling knife
please don’t hold too close, ‘cause i’ll hurt you
turn the other way on your good days

‘cause you live your life like a black kite
circle through the crowd, go our own way
don’t have much to say on your good days

‘cause all the beautiful things don’t agree with you
and all the uglier things, they do

cause all the beautiful things don’t agree with you
and all of the ugly things suit you


‘cause you drive a car like a shooting star
just to get away from your dark days
look above the crowd then you look down

all the voices drown all the highway sounds
turn the volume down and you’re not there
you listen to the crowd and you look down

‘cause all the beautiful things don’t agree with you
and all the uglier things, they do

cause all the beautiful things don’t agree with you
and all of the ugly things suit you


all the people scream for their dead dreams
and tell you not to try ‘cause you won’t fly
and you just watch the show like a black crow

you just watch the show like a black crow