Well, they stood prepared as you took the chair
There was no need to satisfy you
I'll be damned though I held your hand
They felt a need to crucify you.

You're going down baby, baby
You're going down baby, baby

You're in a tailspin, running out of your head
You're in a tailspin, running out of your head

You're a fragile flower in its final hour
With no chance to taste the waters
Judge declared , "You'll get fifteen years"
Join the lonely sons and daughters."

You're going down baby, baby
You're going down baby, baby

You're in a tailspin, running out of your head
You're in a tailspin, running out of your head

Smoke and mirrors couldn't hide your tears
Your eyes only betray you
Long trip , you lost your grip
We've all been praying for you.

You're going down baby, baby
You're going down baby, baby

You're in a tailspin, running out of your head
You're in a tailspin, running out of your head
You're in a tailspin, running out of your head
You're in a tailspin, running out of your head