Up from the ashes, out of the flames   Keeps 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, callin' my name   I took me a ride on that slow rollin' train   It still runs, 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, young yea?   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, yea