It's coming down
It's coming down
It's raining outside
You've nowhere to hide
She's asking you why you think it's funny
It's coming down
It's coming down
She's leaving your house
She had to get out
She's mad
and she'll take her mattress with her
It's coming down
It's coming down
It's coming down
You lie on the floor
She's slamming your door
She's gone and she's wearing your red sweater
It's coming down
It's coming down
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