cold black wings you fly and sing like a bird on sunday morn you ve stopped in to rest here again but i am comin down there s no need to stay here there s nothing that you can do now i know i neglect them i hurt them and cheat them but surely they can see there s more at work here than just the danger and really it s not me let this be the last time that i see your face in my town i hate your sad song and really i am comin down comin down please leave me be i heard you this time this could be the end of me let this be the last time that i see your face in my town i have unstitched myself in the best way i know how please leave me be i hate your sad song and really i am comin down comin down comin down comin down please leave me be i heard you this time this could be the end of me