Booker

And the warden said



"He won't need a cell, he has the key



There's no harsher sentence



The man's doin life in the first degree"



Some people seek to set blame



Some just accept their part



And now you know why Booker



Died of a broken heart



And the priest said



"I can take confession but not the sin



The church is the shelter



Not the faith, son, that's within"



Some people pray for fortune and fame



Some just play a part



And now you know why Booker



Died of a broken heart



And the doctor said



"I can see you're hurt just by lookin' at you



Pain we can help



But for hurt, there's nothin' we can do"



Some people pick up the pieces



Some just leave them apart



And now you know why Booker



Now you know why Booker



Now you know why Booker



Died of a broken heart