Old 97s

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