She was on a western course, Her final tour de force, There was writing on the wall And there was time Freezing cold and squeaky clean, Clutching her Star magazine, She swore there was nothing left To leave behind
But all those days and wasted nights Are flying back to her tonight With a vengeance even she'll appreciate And on the window by her side Where the world is screaming by, She can watch her made up face melt away.
How low we gonna watch you go Till you know the truth Was never under your control? How low we get to watch you go?
Such an easy fall When there was love and that was all, Days of legs and sheets and fog And come what mays But there were words to say, She could watch herself complain Till the kiss goodnights Were ruining her face
But there was never right or wrong, There were no lessons to learn, There was just the life she didn't live today And now there's nothing left to lose, Just some love she'll never use And a last goodbye she'll never get to say