Who taped your wings back on? You fly like your brain's half gone And your eyes are two peach pits And your hands are two white fists And you crashed It did not look to good The splinters everywhere My heart all made of wood The grass all slicked with blood I thought they understood You can fake a nasty sprain But you can't outrun the pain When you crashed It did not look too good The splinters everywhere My heart all made of wood When you crashed The eulogies were read They carried you away My heart all filled with lead When you crashed I did not feel too bad I kinda thought you had Thought you had it coming When you crashed I did not feel too bad I kinda thought you had Thought you had it coming Did you have it coming? Did you have it coming? Did you have it coming? Did you have it coming?