His streets were paved with gold 'Til his heart broke in the mould He tried to fix it, he tried to fix it She knows and still pretends She's seen the bitter end And it don't look good Now I'm falling into place With grey skies and bitter ends And it felt like such a waste But I don't let it happen again I'm waiting, I'm waiting I'm waiting for this to fall I'm waiting, I'm waiting So make this your curtain call Salt and gasoline All the things that he needed to keep things alive His own worst enemy The spark he tried to keep from setting words alight Emptied a half filled cup No scented roses up Dead roses up Now I'm falling into place With grey skies and bitter ends And it felt like such a waste But I don't let it happen again I'm waiting, I'm waiting I'm waiting for this to fall I'm waiting, I'm waiting So make this your curtain call So he walks alone All he's ever known Is lying on the floor again If he let it go, would she ever know? Would it be the way it was before again? Now I'm falling into place With grey skies and bitter ends And it felt like such a waste But I don't let it happen again I'm waiting, I'm waiting I'm waiting for this to fall I'm waiting, I'm waiting So make this your curtain call I'm waiting, I'm waiting And it felt like such a waste I'm waiting, I'm waiting Now I'm falling into place I'm waiting, I'm waiting I'm waiting for this to fall I'm waiting, I'm waiting So make this your curtain call