How Low?

She was on a western course,

Her final tour de force,

There was writing on the wall

And there was time

Freezing cold and squeaky clean,

Clutching her Star magazine,

She swore there was nothing left

To leave behind

But all those days and wasted nights

Are flying back to her tonight

With a vengeance even she'll appreciate

And on the window by her side

Where the world is screaming by,

She can watch her made up face melt away.

How low we gonna watch you go

Till you know the truth

Was never under your control?

How low we get to watch you go?

Such an easy fall

When there was love and that was all,

Days of legs and sheets and fog

And come what mays

But there were words to say,

She could watch herself complain

Till the kiss goodnights

Were ruining her face

But there was never right or wrong,

There were no lessons to learn,

There was just the life she didn't live today

And now there's nothing left to lose,

Just some love she'll never use

And a last goodbye she'll never get to say