Windows and lovers
All over town
Some are going up
Some are going down
Gla**es and hearts
At the corner bar
Some are being filled up
And some are sinking hard
And I'm going down
I'm going down
I'm going down to the sinkhole
Out of the door
And into the mud
I'm going down to the sinkhole of love
Gas tanks and ladies
Both I burn straight through
Just a little too quickly
Just a little too soon
Like evening romance
Or a calendar year
It can last a long time
Or it can just simply dissapear
And I'm going down
I'm going down
I'm going down to the sinkhole
Out of the door
And into the mud
I'm going down to the sinkhole of love
It was just
Smoke and smiles