on the table,
signs on the door
She won't come home anymore
Guns in the holster, mind is on lock
Cigarettes burning on
the kitchen drawer
For long, he's calling,
calling
For how long, she's following,
following
Falling so she follows the signs,
follows the signs, follows the signs
Falling so she follows the signs
Follows the signs, follows the signs
She don't wanna be there
She don't wanna be there
Lies on the table, she's not in her head
She can't hear a thing he said
His life is on empty,
he's looking at school
3am panties on the bedroom floor
Oh
Lord, please forgive me
Oh, like she's been
calling for me
Falling so she follows the signs
Follows the signs, follows the signs
Falling so she follows the signs
Follows the signs,
follows the signs
Is n't it a old thing,
what we're told?
Isn't it a mean old thing,
what we're told?
And it's a
Saturday night
And she's not telling a soul
An d you've got all
the time in the world
When you've got nowhere else to go
But in so she follows the signs
Follows the signs, follows the signs
But in so she follows the signs
Follows the signs,
follows the signs
Fallen, so she follows the signs,
follows the signs
Fallen, so she follows the signs,
follows the signs
Dadadadadada