he got shot down, thrown aroundnthey stoned him hard and kicked him out of townnbut frankie was a good mannnhe lived life, he went to churchnevery now and then he'd meet a girlnfrankie was a good mannnhe said why god do you string me alongncause i have done nothing wrongnnfrankie did not knownfrankie did not knownnhis time was up nhe'd never get back what he lostnhe was a lonely guy in a lonely worldnhe'd never get back what they stolenhe said why god nwhy do you string me alongnnhe met his death in an alley by the hospitalnbut he'd rather die outsidenhe can watch the sunsetnhe can see the night skynnthe reaper walked around the bendnlooked at his watch it was a quarter 'til the endnhe sat down next to frankie nalmost feeling badnnhe said i'm just doing my jobnwhy did he string you alongnnfrankie did not knownfrankie did not knownnhis time was up nhe'd never get back what he lostnhe was a lonely guy in a lonely worldnhe'd never get back what they stolenhe said why god nwhy do you string me along