Songtexte Falling Down - Rare Americans

My heart′s a pawnbroker, babe
Buy, sell and trade
You're an arms dealer, darling
Bombs, guns and grenades
Our car is started, sweetheart
Our garage is closed
I′m skippin' the party, you're pickin′ out clothes
You′re howlin' honey, like an animal trapped
I make a living betting dog fights, darling
This is just a little scrap
I think we′re falling down
Falling down
Yeah, we're falling down
Fall, fall, fall, fall, falling down
What happened to you?
What happened to me?
What happened to us?
What happened to you?
What happened to me?
What happened to us?
You said it was off in the distance, a minor threat
No cause for concern, candy cigarette
I took your word for it, ′cause you're so well-read
You said it was a little shit, sweetie
Eating crackers in bed
You treat you like a temple
I treat me like a slave
You′re an eye-battin' nun, I'm a trained knave
Stop, I think we′re falling down
Falling down
Yeah, we′re falling down
Fall, fall, fall, fall, falling down
What happened to you?
What happened to me?
What happened to us?
What happens to you?
What happened to me?
What happened to us?
What happened to you?
What happened to me?
What happened to us?
What happened to you?
What happened to me?
What happened to us?