Old College Try

From the housetops to the gutters

From the ocean to the shore

The warning signs have all been bright and garish

Far too great in number to ignore

From the cities to the swamplands

From the highways to the hills

Our love has never had a leg to stand on

From the aspirins to the crosstops to the

ElevilsBut

I will walk down to the end

With youIf you will come all the way down

With meFrom the entrance to the exit

Is longer than it looks from where we stand

I wanna say

I'm sorry for stuff

I haven't done yet

Things will shortly get completely out of hand

I can feel it in the rotten air tonight

In the tips of my fingers

In the skin on my face

In the weak last gasp of the evening's dying light

In the way those eyes

I've always loved

Illuminate this place

Like a trash can fire

In a prison cell

Like the searchlights

In the parking lots of hell

I will walk down to the end

With youIf you will come all the way down

With me