Lit up by the moon in the middle of the night
And oh God I never noticed that your eyes were so bright
And the sand in our shoes will tell them where we've been
But the issue with our story is that it has to end
And all I thought was who
Who am I to be one
The one who gets to be here with you
And woah, oh, oh, woah
Going down, going down
How can I be expected to
Turn my whole damn life around
Woah, oh, oh, woah
Going down, going down
How can I be expected to
Turn my whole damn life around
And if I am lost well then let's call it love
Because I'd slit my throat rather than just slip up
And I'm lost at the bottom of this bottle
With this noose tightened harder
Around my collar
And close your eyes and count to ten
Yeah, it's a problem, I can't make amends
I'll lose all my loved ones before the night ends
And woah, oh, oh, woah
Going down, going down
How can I be expected to
Turn my whole damn life around
Woah, oh, oh, woah
Going down, going down
How can I be expected to
Turn my whole damn life around
And woah, oh, oh, woah
Going down, going down
How can I be expected to
Turn my whole damn life around
Woah, oh, oh, woah
Going down, going down
How can I be expected to
Turn my whole damn life around