You must've fallen from the skynyou must've shattered on the runwaynyou brought so many to lifenand now you're by yourselfnThere comes a point in every fight nwhere giving up seems like the only waynwhen everyone has said goodbyenand now you're on your ownnAnd if you need somewhere to fall apartnsome where to fall apartnnWhen the rules of Cain, the riots you madenthe hours that called for those who blamenthe broken glass, the fool that askednyou move an arrow to stop the fallnYou must've fallen from the skynyou must've come here in the pourin' rainnyou took so many through the lightnand now you're on your ownnand if you need somewhere to fall apartnsome where to fall apartnnWhen the ruins of man, the blood it ran nearnthe fool of ?, the pallid/pouted hagnthe nights that make the rat aliventhe rules that follow the outed mannthe falling star, the way we are in loventhe rules that never ever multiplynyou must've fallen from the skynyou must've come here on the wrong waynyou came among a severed tienbut now you're on your ownnand if you need somewhere to fall apartnsome where to fall apartnnWith a call you saved a basket casenthe rules of thumb you have to breaknthe raging skull that racked the bullnthe nails that drag and either halfnWell, I will make my work of thatnI know this placenI know this townnYou must've fallen from the sky