Where were you when I laid crying
Tied down to my lonely bed.
The doctor said? you got dieing
I'm already dead.
You can't take back what you have given,
My life is like a broken gla**.
I coulda been a real contender,
I could of had some cla**.
Thought I heard the bell
Ropes in chains waid down me.
A song for those who fell,
Over a heart they could not keep.