I don't know to where she goes but Hell I figure she'll be home by sunrise Dirty with the scent of s** and c**aine She climbs the steps of the high rise Yes I do, girl I love you And I'll be here when you come down She climbs those steps just like the words she uses To tell me she was sorry And her dress was painted with the blood of Jesus And her lonesome eyes were heavy Yes I do, girl I love you And I'll be here She used the same words as the week before Except this time slurred and broke to pieces I let her in and opened up the window She'd escape out of come sundown Yes I do, girl I love you And I'll be here when you come down