She was on a western course,   Her final tour de force,   There was writing on the wall   And there was time   Freezing cold and squeaky clean,   Clutching her Star magazine,   She swore there was nothing left   To leave behind      But all those days and wasted nights   Are flying back to her tonight   With a vengeance even she'll appreciate   And on the window by her side   Where the world is screaming by,   She can watch her made up face melt away.      How low we gonna watch you go   Till you know the truth   Was never under your control?   How low we get to watch you go?      Such an easy fall   When there was love and that was all,   Days of legs and sheets and fog   And come what mays   But there were words to say,   She could watch herself complain   Till the kiss goodnights   Were ruining her face      But there was never right or wrong,   There were no lessons to learn,   There was just the life she didn't live today   And now there's nothing left to lose,   Just some love she'll never use   And a last goodbye she'll never get to say