A Suite for Dying Love

Can't write a suite for dying love

Can't find the trigger for the gun oh yeah

So tired of holding up the sky

I'm twenty stories high oh yeah

Why don't you give me one more kiss

I'm coming down

I can't make nothing last

Coming down

I wanted to say goodbye before my train rolled out

Went walking away with a mouthful of rain

Gotta get back and see my friends again

Just a little ashamed they gotta see me this way

Galaxies should fall

I'm coming down

I can't make nothing last

Coming down