The slow drag down Songtext

von The Bible

It's a slow drag down
A wishing well full of money
And a girl with frown lines
Such a slow drag down
A weekend away from home
Within sight of town and
Now you feel you've been taken in
By a textbook case and tears, tears
But she knows she's been taken in
By the lamest of excuses
And a third honeymoon

Oh isn't it strange how
Two memories change things around
On the slow drag down?

And do I forgive you?
I have nothing to forgive
And do I forgive you?
I have nothing left to forgive with
To forgive with

Such a slow drag down
This time you know
It's really forever
Such a long hard slow drag down
A weekend away from home
Within spitting distance

Oh isn't it strange how
Two memories change things around
On the slow drag down?

Just one more day now...