Maybe I'm wrong that you've got some master plan That I just can't see from here Perhaps I just meant the part where you got up off your ass And did something for yourself But from here baby It looks like you're down, you're down for the count Oh and another cigarette won't help Ya gotta get up, ya gotta get out You can't let it go like this Maybe you're right It's not a matter of design so simply dismantled Perhaps there's some truth That these are the accidents of fate And this is just how it goes, it goes But baby from here It looks like you're down, you're down for the count Oh and another glass of wine just won't help Ya gotta get up, ya gotta get out You can't let it go like this But from here baby It looks like you're down, you're down for the count Oh and another cigarette won't help Ya gotta get up, ya gotta get out You can't let it go like this