2, 3, 4 I saw it all come down I saw it all fall to the ground I saw it all spell out Documents that cut a man's head And left him for dead As countless others bled I saw the pins in the map I saw where they pointed their attack But the fault lines were deep Left their map for the blind to read And the dog to feed As we saw it all receed Downfall, downfall Downfall, downfall Now the truth is out I won't sleep without thinking of him I wore the same blue dress To keep his eyes from my arrest But I didn't know what to expect All the other girls fall for his respect As we all faught the war Behind an iron door And watched them fall Downfall, downfall Downfall, downfall Now the truth is out I won't sleep without thinking of him, him, him I want it, I need it A forger to believe it I want it, I need it A forger to believe it Now the truth is out I won't sleep without Now the truth is out Of him, of him, of him