I'm going down,
I'm going down,
I'm going down,
I'm going down.

You turned another table on me,
I never saw that curve ball coming,
And the world went fatal on me,
Cold hearted, dark, and cunning,

And I'm on my face now,
Need a little grace now.

You dealt all the cards in my hand, and you knew that I'd be folding,
Threw a big wet towel on my plan and put a bullet in the gun I'm holding.

And I'm on my face now,
Need a little grace now.

I'm going down, (down, down)
I'm going down, (down, down)
I'm going down, (down, down)

You left a poison thorn in my side and then you dangled a sword above me,
Let the devils and the angels collide, so I would know you loved me.

And I'm on my face now, (down, down, down)
Just a basket case now, (down, down, down)
Got no hiding place now, (down, down, down)
There's no breathing space now, (down, down, down)
And I'm on my face now, (down, down, down)
Need a little grace now, (down, down, down)
Need a little grace now.