Domino

Domino, tunnel vision, she’ll go tumbling
At 21 he can sense her naivety

It’s always how it goes
His apartment: a mattress and tattered sheets
Cigarette butts, quarters for the laundry

Yeah, he—yeah he’ll say anything
And she—yeah she’ll do anything
She’s just 17, she’s just 17, she’ll do anything
She’s just 17, she’s just 17

She cries, “I’ll wait!”
“…but how long can it take!?”
He says, “please stay!”
“Sorry, sorry”

It’s always how it goes
‘86, Main & 5th, sunny Van City
Days and nights with Mary—never with Jimmy

Yeah, he—yeah he’ll say anything
And she—yeah she’ll do anything
She’s just 17, she’s just 17, she’ll do anything
She’s just 17, she’s just 17

She cries, “I’ll wait!”
“…but how long can it take!?”
He says, “please stay!”
“Sorry, sorry”
He stays out late
Excuses: all he makes
She cries, “I’ll wait!”
She cries,”I’ll wait!”

It’s always how it goes
He goes out, tunnel vision, to the liquid scene
4 am, empty bottles and some pocket change

He says, “I don’t wanna…I don’t wanna go.”
He says, “I don’t wanna…I don’t wanna go.”
He says, “I don’t wanna…I don’t wanna go…”

She cries, “I’ll wait!”
“…but how long can it take!?”
He says, “please stay!”
“Sorry, sorry”
He stays out late
Excuses: all he makes
She cries, “I’ll wait!”
She cries,”I’ll wait!”

She’s not tumbling, she’s not tumbling down
I said she’s not tumbling, she’s not tumbling down