Maybe I'm wrong   That you've got some master plan that I just can't see from here   Perhaps I just meant the part where you got up off your ass and did something for yourself      Chorus:   But from here baby   It looks like you're down, you're down for the count   Oh and another cigarette won't help   Ya gotta get up, ya gotta get out   You can't let it go like this      Maybe you're right   It's not a matter of design so simply dismantled   Perhaps there's some truth   That these are the accidents of fate   And this is just how it goes, it goes      But baby from here   It looks like you're down, you're down for the count   Oh and another glass of wine just won't help   Ya gotta get up, ya gotta get out   You can't let it go like this      But from here baby   it looks like you're down, you're down for the count   Oh and another cigarette won't help   Ya gotta get up, ya gotta get out   You can't let it go like this