Falling, was it right?
Could you tell me, is it right?
To envy
Your final escape
Well I spent all year packing on the make-up
Spent all year waiting for your call
And when it didn't come
I was nailed, I was nailed
And when it didn't come
It left me standing
Feet nailed to the floor
How were we
So out of sight
How could you think you were below envy
Was it right?