[Verse]
A hint of bottom in the low
Like a beacon in the snow
And the tunnel seem much shorter than before
[Hook]
When it was all downhill from here
[Chorus]
So walz back to the playground now
Where they loved you for the little ink-
Revolver on your forearm, for the fact that you are
Always gone, when morning comes
[Verse]
A little dancing in the drain
To keep the past in place
You were saving number while forgetting names
[Hook]
When it was all downhill from here
[Chorus]
So walz back to the playground now
Where they loved you for the little ink-
Revolver on your forearm, for the fact that
You are always gone, when morning comes
[Chorus]
So walz home from the playground now
Where they loved you for the hint of
Emptiness in your eyes
[Hook]
When it was all downhill from here
