I know that it's badnThat it's the kind that they can't operate onnAnd I know it's real slow, honeynPainful and real slownStyrofoam coffee cupsnAnd bagged drugs that never work enoughnAnd I know its real slow, honeynPainful and real slownnWhen we were youngnAnd hit like hammersnI'd write the nails in your handsnBut when 99% of us is failurenThere's no going backnnAnd I know its real slow, honeynPainful and real slownnBlackbird come the break of dawnnThe TV's on, I turn it offnWalk outside, get in the carnStare at the wheel then fall apartnnI get it all the timenBright eyes to bat and hide behindnBut I know they're just for show, honeynPainful and just for shownBlack rooms to babysitnWhite halls to pace and wait for itnAnd I know it's too slow, honeynPainful and real slownnWhen we were youngnAnd hit like hammersnI'd write the nails in your handsnWhen 99% of us is failurenThere's no coming backnnAnd I know its real slow, honeynPainful and real slownnBlackbird come the break of daynYou swallow the shit that people saynWalk outside look at the skynAsk it to fall or tell you why