I don't know to where she goes but Hell
I figure she'll be home by sunrise
Dirty with the scent of sex and cocaine
She climbs the steps of the high rise
Yes I do, girl I love you
And I'll be here when you come down
She climbs those steps just like the words she uses
To tell me she was sorry
And her dress was painted with the blood of Jesus
And her lonesome eyes were heavy
Yes I do, girl I love you
And I'll be here
She used the same words as the week before
Except this time slurred and broke to pieces
I let her in and opened up the window
She'd escape out of come sundown
Yes I do, girl I love you
And I'll be here when you come down