Ooooo
Ooooo
Ooooo
Ooooo
Ooooo
Broken and bruised
Found my way to you
Hopped off the train
Onto the tracks
Down the drain again
I'm going down
Down
With you
Ooooo
Ooooo
One boxcar
Four feet
We ran through
History
Probably met in a past
Life
Coulda sworn that when you caught my eye
When I caught you
Off guard
And now I'm going down
With you
With you
I'm going down
The rabbithole
With you
Mmmmm
Mmmmm
Four hands bloody
Two hearts cold
My nose is running
From all the shit you sold me
Cut me up and crush me like a line
I know you love to fly
High High High
To close to the sun you'll get burnt
Just come home when it's your turn
I'll wash the sheets and scrub the floor
So you won't have to worry anymore
Anymore
Oohhhh
If I'm going down
I'm going down
With you
Someday
Soon
Oooooooo
Oooooooo
Oooooooo