She lied and told me she was doing fine
She was wasting time
Both hers and mine
She broke down on the borderline
Between rough and fine
Then I showed her mine
She put the pistol in my hand
Maybe She thought that I might understand
I s a i d
Some kinds of people like to watch you drown
But my kind of people will stick around
Hold you down
We get down
My kind of people hold you down
There was this glimmer there in her eye
Like a samurai
Unafraid to die
There was this one thing that I think she said
Echoes through my head
Live until you're dead
She poured her heart out in my hands
She whispers dreams of distant lands
I s a i d
Some kinds of people like to watch you drown
But my kind of people will stick around
Hold you down
We get down
My kind of people hold you down...