All the Street lights fade as I walk by

I sucked all the colour through the hole in yr eye

With bad luck and Yesterday's grease in my hair

I can fix anything - but I couldn't fix her

I've got a cold death rattle It can feel so cruel

I've a got a beautiful satin lined coffin for two

You know they caught us making out in the back of a hearse

I can fix anything - couldn't fix her

She had a mouth like a scar and broken wrists

I had a hundred-one days of amnesia stress

And on our wedding day it rained black tar

I can fix anything - I couldn't fix her

I can fix anything

I couldn’t fix her