Pretty Gone Lyrics - Lloyd Cole

Somebody somewhere must pay 

Not you you just walk away to the foot of her stairs 

She at the top with her head in the clouds 

And was she easily lead 

Well can you tell me that you were not 

You unwashed and undressed 

She with her head full of your cigarettes 

She is oh such a pretty one wrapped up in needle cord and coincidence 

And you don`t know what to want 

Until it's gone gone gone pretty gone 

Somebody somewhere must pay 

Somebody else will confess all your sins 

You'll be saved 

Then you'll step on that face 

She will laugh she will kiss yes and tell 

She is gone she is pretty gone she's under your thumb 

Oh you little man but you don`t know what you want 

Until she's gone gone gone 

Pretty dress full of nothingness to confess 

She is nothing less 

She was half way to holiness when you said 

Won't you put on your dress and come down to magazine avenue 

Won't you put on your dress and come down?