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