gettin it down
feel like getting it down - bleed the ink on the page
the cigarette’s gone out but i’ve got more to say
I’m a stranger in a small town
on an old motel bed

i think of you tonight, don’t know where you’ve been
just want to crawl into your skin
but i don’t want to wait around now cause

i feel like getting it down
i feel like getting it down

maybe you can save me, from the sinkholes in my soul
maybe you could stop before the money takes control
i’d like to write a novel and show you what i found out cause

i feel like getting it down

gonna let it out tonight on the strings
gonna carve my name inside your heart
then i’ll call – call - try to call
write it down before i fall apart
before i fall - i fall apart

feel like getting it down - now the ink owns page
the devil in the dark has something more to say
i might let him out but he never goes away

i feel like getting it down