and so it comes to pass that i may remember
the girl with the aquiline nose who i met in december
on a forty second street they beat my feet so that i could be a member
devotion like that is the type that a body just can't forget

look out-someone got crass and sprang the beasts from out of their fetters
bring in something from the outside just to make it better
midnight sight, ecstasy, and dirty boy letters
man you run yourself too hard but it's like a race to forget her

the types of violence scroll in tandem across the screen
everybody's got style everybody's playing the scene
she was shot to the stars last night like nobody that i'd ever seen
everybody makes a perfect replica of themselves in the pin machine

chorus
she will always come down