From the recording Falling To Pieces

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Music & Lyrics by Chris Gates

Lyrics

Ive been taking a new kind of low
I’m falling I’m sinking way down a hole

I’ve been calling you out
But you make not a sound
Been falling apart
While you paint up the town
I’m a king with no crown

I keep falling to pieces
When you walk out again
It’s never like the first time
It digs deeper in
Again & Again

And now my suns never set
Tell me darling How much time do we have left
I’ve been calling you out
But you make not a sound
Been falling apart
While you paint up the town
I’m a king with no crown

I keep falling to pieces
When you walk out again
It’s never like the first time
It digs deeper in
Again & Again

I keep falling to pieces
Why must we pretend
you say, it’s gonna be the last time
I can call you my friend
I’m Guessing this is the end

I’ve been calling you out
But you make not a sound
Been falling apart
While you paint up the town
I’m a king with no crown

I keep falling to pieces
When you walk out again
It’s never like the first time
It digs deeper in
Again & Again

I keep falling to pieces
Why must we pretend
you say, it’s gonna be the last time
I can call you my friend
I’m Guessing this is the end