Besedila: Old 97's. Blame It On Gravity. My Two Feet.

Baby trust me
Your television is empty
I try to tell you babe you can?t see
You?re turned on
Headstrong
It?s hurting now but it won?t be long
I?ve got a habit of moving on
It gets so lonesome you don?t know
It?s such a lonely way to go
I?m going on down the mountain on my two feet and I?m going slow
I?m going on down the mountain on my two feet and I?m going slow
Right there, upstairs
I?m dressed and unprepared
For the moment baby you don?t care
You?re so fine, so fine
For the moment baby you were mine
I ain?t saying it was by design
It gets so lonesome you don?t know
It?s such a lonely way to go
I?m going on down the mountain on my two feet and I?m going slow
I?m going on down the mountain on my two feet and I?m going slow
Sometimes you?re 17
Sometimes you?re 65
Sometimes you?re giving it your best try
And nothing?s right and nothing?s right
You get a second chance
It?s with you every day
You know it?s always been that way
You make it stay
You make it stay
I bet you said what have I done to deserve this mess
That?s as easy as a question gets
Well, you should have said yes
But you couldn?t care less
It gets so lonesome you don?t know
It?s such a lonely way to go
I?m going on down the mountain on my two feet and I?m going slow
I?m going on down the mountain on my two feet and I?m going slow