It wasn't looking good and Pete knew it, Eve tried hard to misconstrue it
A wild and reckless ride rolling down chance's ugly side
They practiced bad decisions with an engineer's precision
Wouldn't rise and couldn't shine no matter how hard they tried
Eve wrote her song under the stairwell
Pete sang along down dead end streets
Last I heard they didn't fare too well
Eve forgot the words and Pete lost the beat
They tried climbing up to the surface but their ropes were frayed and worthless
Losing hope and searching for purpose they called out desperately
When their words started losing focus they were way too wrecked to notice
Lucidity so suddenly just a distant memory
Eve wrote her song under the stairwell
Pete sang along down dead end streets
Last I heard they didn't fare too well
Eve forgot the words and Pete lost the beat
A passing thought a strangled word melodies never meant to be heard
A scrawl of prose just to show that they were here
But it didn't look good and Pete knew it, Eve went back to Massachusetts
No more wild rides with Evie by his side
They picked her up in the churchyard, caught forging sigs on her court card
She wouldn't rise and couldn't shine no matter how hard she tried
Eve wrote her song under the stairwell
She walked alone down dead end streets
Last I heard she didn't fare too well
Eve forgot the words when Pete lost the beat