Broken glass and wounded leg
They said they left me here to mend
I cast a sail from my pretend

Won't you meet me at the waters edge

Laying tired on the ground

Please blow the whistle, let it sound
You looked me up while I was down
Since when am I like the gold in the brown


Cuz drinking never lasts but I don't mind that
I am falling fast, I am falling fast


No one, no one
Makes me feel so undone

I fill up, fill up again
You bring me out to fall back in


I see you on the bottom
But you look the same
See I don't care if I make up your perfection

You look great to me
You, you're with this finding
You, you're with this blinding


Cuz drinking never lasts but I don't mind that
I am falling fast, I am falling fast

Hardened hearts in casts, soft again at last
I am falling fast, I am falling fast