The Wrecking Life

When you see her standing there All decked out, with flowers in her hair You know you're gonna fall from grace tonight But you don't mind Ah, ah, the wrecking life Oh, oh, the wrecking life A drink in one hand, an arrow in her eye The clouds are blood red and hanging in the sky She had to pick you, but she won't say why She won't say why A demon figure with a serpentine tongue It's the oldest story though she looks so young How do you deal with an apple like that? It's time to go, it's time to go Ah, ah, the wrecking life (Lost in the garden) Oh, oh, the wrecking life (Digging your own grave) The sun is rising, the candle's burning down She took your Eden, and turned it upside down She broke your promises and didn't make a sound Not a single sound, not one single sound Ah, ah, the wrecking life (Lost in the garden) Oh, oh, the wrecking life (Digging your own grave)