text: Things are falling down on me
  Heavy things I could not see
  When I finally came around
  Something small would pin me down
  When I tried
  To step aside
  I moved to where they’d hoped I’d be
  Vanessa calls me on the phone
  Reminding me I’m not alone
  I fuss and quake and cavitate
  I try to speak and turn to stone
  Tilly reaches through my vest
  To do the thing that she does best
  She probes and tears my ventricles
  And steals my one remaining breath
  Things are falling down on me
  Heavy things I could not see
  When I finally came around
  Something small would pin me down
  When I tried
  To step aside
  I moved to where they’d hoped I’d be
  Stumbling as I fall from grace
  She needs my vision to replace
  Her ailing sight throughout the night
  Leaving two holes in my face
  Mary was a friend I’d say
  Till one summer day
  She borrowed everything I own
  And then simply ran away
  Things are falling down on me
  Heavy things I could not see
  When I finally came around
  Something small would pin me down
  When I tried
  To step aside
  I moved to where they’d hoped I’d be
  Who-oh
  Who-oh
  Who-oh, who-oh
  Things are falling down on me 
  Things are falling down on me 
  Things are falling down on me 
  Things are falling down on me 
  Things are falling down on me 
  Things are falling down on me