Compositor: Alan Palomo
Frankie, the forgotten son
Don't you know there's no running
From the things you've done?
Frankie
I swear I saw her load the gun
No use in shunning
When the deed's been done
Never coming home again
'Till they see the world as I see you
When I'm looking into baby's eyes
And she just where I've been
I see the violence in her pretty eyes
Never coming home again
'Till they see the world as I see you
Frankie
From the tabloid sun
The apb is out
Yeah, you're as good as done
Frankie
You shoulda' never gave her trust
Oh, your heart was ember
Now you're coughing dust
Never coming home again
'Till they see the world as I see you
When I'm looking into baby's eyes
And she just where I've been
I see the violence in her pretty eyes
Never coming home again
'Till they see the world as I see you