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