Poetry and and perfume You your house with pretty things things hide the bitter truth
Well, a fire on the mountain out of control And you're at the top now nowhere left to go
So lock your up tight And say a prayer You know hard to keep the demons down it comes around
In the of your room While drinking to your past And living your Deep down in the gutter, they're calling your One day it around
You were such a pretty Those the days One thing's for sure in town, baby pretty pays
All the fame and Gonna turn out to be gold When you look to find in The ones you bought and
So sad, so It cuts right to the Find out how it to hit the ground When it comes
In the darkness of your While drinking to your past And living your Deep down in the gutter, calling your name One day it comes
it off, man, I've seen too much You better look over your shoulder, losing your touch Deep down in the or up on the stage One day it comes
It around And around and
So lock doors up tight Say a prayer tonight You know it's hard to the demons down When it comes
In the darkness of your While you're drinking to past And living cartoon down in the gutter, they're calling your name One day it comes
Turn it off, man, seen too much You better over your shoulder, honey your touch Deep down in the or up on the stage One day it around