Pretty Gone

Somebody, somewhere must pay
Not you, you just walk away to the foot of her stairs
She at the top with her head in the clouds
And was she easily lead

Well, can you tell me that you were not
You unwashed and undressed
She with her head full of your cigarettes
She is oh, such a pretty one
Wrapped up in needle cord and coincidence

And you don't know what to want
Until it's gone gone gone pretty gone
Somebody somewhere must pay
Somebody else will confess all your sins

You'll be saved then you'll step on that face
She will laugh, she will kiss, yes and tell
She is gone, she is pretty gone, she's under your thumb
Oh, you little man but you don't know what you want