Trouble doll, you look so pretty when you're sad
And the laughs we had have turned to madness
Lovers come to call and your voice gets soft
In the painted glass behind your lashes
Though angels pray for you
Only the blues can save you
If only for a second in the shimmering light
When the night's collapsed but it don't shatter or sting
It's a porcelain song from a marionette
In a dangerous sway as if under god's own strings
Salvation watches over you
Redemption only borrows you
A little at a time in this world
Real gone, real gone girl
Standing high above on that bridge in Lake Charles
Tell the truth love whose death did you see?
All the art on the wall and the quiet down the hall
Send a sinking feeling to a different story
My lonesome prays for you
In hours when there's only you
Well the ghost of a drink on the counter by the sink
Is smeared, warm and full of empty promises
It's a well worn poem where the words stick together
But the meaning seems numb till the morning washes
All down and over you
Heartache sure owes you
All the happiness in this world
Real gone, real gone girl
Sha la la la la, a little light
Sha la la la la, a little light
Sha la la la la, a little light
Sha la la la la, a little light
Sha la la la la, a little light
Sha la la la la, a little light
Sha la la la la, a little light
Sha la la la la, a little light
Sha la la la la, a little light
Sha la la la la, a little light
Sha la la la la, a little light
Sha la la la la, a little light
