My job's gone missing, insurance is a fail
Credit cards stopped coming, my attorney's in jail
Just broke a law I never heard of before
Landlord thinks I'm made so he bust down my door
Used to think I was pretty damn smart
Smart enough to see I'm falling apart
I keep going down down down
It's all coming down on me

My little bit of self esteem has gone up in flames
Teenagers getting wealthy playing video games
The local beat cop keeps giving me that look
Don't even know what drugs I just took
The more I run the more I end up where I start
Stuck in the same place tearing myself apart
I keep going down down down
It's all coming down on me

I remember back in Waikiki
Doing the Limbo by the sea
"How low can you go?"
The cabana boys teased
Now I'm down on my knees

Can't keep this up But I hear it's worse to stop
If I dry out lay me to rest at the corner coffeeshop
I don't feel brave And I don't feel free
My only chance at winning is in the lottery
Used to see myself above it, Set myself apart
Now I'm stealing mini-vodkas from the Mighty Mart
I keep going down down
It's all coming down on me

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave, Wixen Music Publishing
Writer(s): Madeleine Peyroux