Down Whitecross

The train is in the station now
It's reached the end of the line
Two times a loser, you never could refuse her
The lie exposed and the old life
You've left it all behind

You're going down, down, down
She's a master of disguise
You're going down, down, down

When you first started, it all seemed like a joke
But then that's always how you've been
Now I hardly know you
The lady she does own you
And now you're finding out
You're finding out, the joke's on you, my friend

You're going down, down, down
Don't you realize
You're going down, down, down

What would you do to get another hit
And snort the powder once again
Before you burn out, and fade away
Cry out to Jesus