All the junkies in Kentucky Could not write you out of this one Sinner, even God could not save you now For it is your own finger That is poised upon the trigger That is connected to the barrel in your mouth It seems you are the architect of your heart's destruction It was your own eye that plotted this direction Bridges you have burned Down blind alleys you have turned But there seems to be no artist left who would paint your resurrection Are you falling? Do you need me somehow? All those things you said you'd never do Come so easily to you now Well, are you falling? Did gravity let you down? Are you crying 'cause there's no one There to catch you now? I don't think you understand the trouble you got yourself in Does it hurt more to be under attack Or to fall from the back of someone who called you friend? You got another thing coming If you think you're coming this way again All them you had under your feet Gonna put you up against the wall in the end Now all the angels and the strangers Who once were so kind to you Cannot be seen and are nowhere to be found And all those golden-throated shadows Who for so long came stumbling through you Have pulled the pennies from your pockets And left them filled with doubt And now you're falling The bottom's dropping out What good does all your screaming do If nobody can hear a sound? Now that you're falling Everybody knows who sold you out And now you're crying 'cause there's no one There to catch you now