I pull the bottom out of everything I donDrop through the center of the world to visit younStare in the mirror I should open nI won't open my eyesnnJesus on the radionWell I must've been something to seenI almost open my eyes but I don'tnnThere goes everythingnThere goes everythingnThere goes everythingnTumbling down again all over mennI had a lover but my lover could not speaknI get these visions but my vision is very weaknSlip of the tongue and you can feel the whole thing slipping awaynnOh God loves an absentee nBecause he doesn't hurt nobody but menHe thinks that I'll forgive himnBut I won'tnnThere goes everythingnThere goes everythingnThere goes everythingnTumbling down again all over mennOh always calling homenThrough silent telephones nCradled in shaking handsnThe balance of me shiftingnnJesus on the radionWell it must've been something to seenYeah you think that he'll forgive you nBut he won'tnnThere goes everythingnThere goes everythingnThere goes everythingnTumbling down again all over mennThere goes everythingnThere goes everythingnThere goes everythingnTumbling downnTumbling downnnn