Grrl

There you are
In Christmas light stars
Make up runs down your face
This vulgar place has it's way with me every time I fall

Every time I fall
Every time I fall
Every time I fall

And I'm sick with it
Seems we're way past sick
All of the blood that's dried on those tired goodbyes coats me every time I fall

Every time I fall
Every time I fall
Every time I fall

No one knows what it's like down on here
In the shit and the souvenirs
Of the times life made much more sense sweet nonsense infest my soul

And now you've died
Was it why you cried
Make up still runs down your face
This vulgar place has it's way with me every time I fall

Every time I fall
Every time I fall
Every time I fall

No one knows what it's like down here
In the shit and the souvenirs
Of the times life made much more sense
Sweet nonsense infest my soul

Every time I fall (every time I fall)
Every time I fall (every time I fall)
Every time I fall (every time I...)

Every time I fall
(Every time I fall)
Every time I fall
(Every time I fall)
Every time I fall
(Every time I fall, fall)

Fall

I could fall

I fall

Every time I fall sweet nonsense infest my soul