A Long Way Down

Didn't I hear you say your heart's made out of steel

And no one's gonna get so close

No one's gonna know how you feel

Now you're a punch drunk sycophant

A little SOB

You say your mind is made up

Isn't that the way that it's supposed to be?

And it's a long way down

And it's a long, long way down

Walking that tall your head is going to trip your feet

Walking with the devil's fine

Just don't call it looking for sympathy

When it's four a.m. and mister you can't sleep

Beause your blood's still rushing at cocaine speed

And you know all that you need's a little baby to say

Mister, cool down won't you let me fade those blues away

And it's a long way down

And it's a long, long way down

And when you hit the ground

You're going to know about it

Mister, let's you and me see if we can't make a deal

I'll give you the world and all you've got to do

Is cry for me

The reason it's a cliche is because it's true

The harder you climb, the harder you fall

And that means you

So mister hard head, hard nose, heart out of steel

You're just a punch drunk sycophant, a little SOB

And it's a long, it's a long way down

And it's a long, long way down

And when you hit the ground

You're going to know about it