I can promise everything, but everything in shambles?
I can promise anything, but words to speak & scandal
& I hope you're on, hope you're on to me
'Cause it looks like gold you left your soul
It looks like gold you left your soul. Against the wall
And you want me to Faaaaaall
You want me to fa-aall
You
Want
Me
To
Fa- aaaalllll
& you want me to fall
You want me to
Fall
You want me to
I could pick & choose the words, I try
I never said I would be dead
Instead you think about your very eyes
Your weary d** to keep them red
I know that you're a newly wed
Go to sleep in your own bed
& with your bitter pillow
Tucked in your little little head
I swear i'll go to hell for this
Up against the wall
'Cause it looks like gold you left your soul
Against the wall
& you want me falllllll
You want me to fa-a-aall
You want me to faa-aaa-aaaaaall
& you want me to faaaaaaaallll
You want me to fa-a-aaall
Against the wall. and you want me to faaaall
You want me to fa-aaall
You want me to
Faaa-aalll