Song | Going Down |
Artist | Thea Gilmore |
Album | Harpo's Ghost |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Well heaven knows the way things go | |
With ticker tape and radios | |
The good fight was lost long ago | |
And bravery doesn’t live in those | |
Who’re going down | |
And I’m going down | |
I had less sense than a harlequin | |
I changed my clothes and jumped straight in | |
It was hotter than it should have been | |
Now with bloody legs and blistered skin | |
I’m going down | |
I’m going down | |
Give me one more heart to break | |
And I promise I won’t make a sound | |
From sad refrain to sad refrain | |
I said you’d hear it all again | |
The lonely call of distant trains | |
I missed the point but hit the shame going down | |
And I’m going down | |
Its been there for the taking | |
The only journey I’ll be making is down | |
Did you really turn the light off on your way down? | |
Did you really mark the mirror on your way down? | |
And ruin comes and ruin stays | |
And, Jesus Christ, the games it plays | |
Can’t wash the smell off my skin for days | |
The sex, the blood, the alleyway | |
Going down | |
I’m going down | |
Well I got a little dizzy | |
Somehow things have turned me around | |
Well heaven knows the way things go | |
With ticker tape and radios | |
The good fight was lost long ago | |
And bravery doesn’t live in those | |
Who’re going down | |
And I’m going down |
Well heaven knows the way things go | |
With ticker tape and radios | |
The good fight was lost long ago | |
And bravery doesn' t live in those | |
Who' re going down | |
And I' m going down | |
I had less sense than a harlequin | |
I changed my clothes and jumped straight in | |
It was hotter than it should have been | |
Now with bloody legs and blistered skin | |
I' m going down | |
I' m going down | |
Give me one more heart to break | |
And I promise I won' t make a sound | |
From sad refrain to sad refrain | |
I said you' d hear it all again | |
The lonely call of distant trains | |
I missed the point but hit the shame going down | |
And I' m going down | |
Its been there for the taking | |
The only journey I' ll be making is down | |
Did you really turn the light off on your way down? | |
Did you really mark the mirror on your way down? | |
And ruin comes and ruin stays | |
And, Jesus Christ, the games it plays | |
Can' t wash the smell off my skin for days | |
The sex, the blood, the alleyway | |
Going down | |
I' m going down | |
Well I got a little dizzy | |
Somehow things have turned me around | |
Well heaven knows the way things go | |
With ticker tape and radios | |
The good fight was lost long ago | |
And bravery doesn' t live in those | |
Who' re going down | |
And I' m going down |
Well heaven knows the way things go | |
With ticker tape and radios | |
The good fight was lost long ago | |
And bravery doesn' t live in those | |
Who' re going down | |
And I' m going down | |
I had less sense than a harlequin | |
I changed my clothes and jumped straight in | |
It was hotter than it should have been | |
Now with bloody legs and blistered skin | |
I' m going down | |
I' m going down | |
Give me one more heart to break | |
And I promise I won' t make a sound | |
From sad refrain to sad refrain | |
I said you' d hear it all again | |
The lonely call of distant trains | |
I missed the point but hit the shame going down | |
And I' m going down | |
Its been there for the taking | |
The only journey I' ll be making is down | |
Did you really turn the light off on your way down? | |
Did you really mark the mirror on your way down? | |
And ruin comes and ruin stays | |
And, Jesus Christ, the games it plays | |
Can' t wash the smell off my skin for days | |
The sex, the blood, the alleyway | |
Going down | |
I' m going down | |
Well I got a little dizzy | |
Somehow things have turned me around | |
Well heaven knows the way things go | |
With ticker tape and radios | |
The good fight was lost long ago | |
And bravery doesn' t live in those | |
Who' re going down | |
And I' m going down |