The train is in the station now, It's reached the end of the line. Two times a loser, you never could refuse her, The lie exposed and the old life, You've left it all behind.
You're going down, down, down. She's a master of disguise, You're going down, down, down.
When you first started, it all seemed like a joke, But then that's always how you've been. Now I hardly know you, The lady she does own you. And now you're finding out, You're finding out, the joke's on you, my friend.