Now that she has put your life on hold 
You can’t hardly wait to see the stars 
You know that you’ve found your solid gold 
But she’s left you with a few more scars 
And when, when things go bad 
It’s like free falling into this hole 
Inside your mind 
And you hold on to what you had... 
You go out of sight, out of reach, 
Wrong or right, out of speech... 
You were not obsessed with getting old 
You were waiting for a new set of cards 
The queen of hearts is back into the fold 
The song has found its missing bar 
And when, when things go bad 
It’s like free falling into this hole 
Inside your mind 
And you hold on to what you had... 
You go out of sight, out of reach, 
Wrong or right, out of speech