Matthew Ryan — The Dead Girl lyrics

The dead girl mopes through a dead scene
With a cross-stitched lip she's picking at the seam
She's got bravado she says she's been
Featured in a few magazines
Now outside the bar Hank is straddling a police car
His fingers are purple and numb from circling a crow bar
Well twenty-four years have made it clear that things ain't ever what they
Appear
He says
I won't be going easily
No I won't be going lightly
And I won't be going peacefully
No I won't be going innocently
A sweet drink spiked with a speedball
A twenty-foot ladder and a ninety-foot wall
Dark shadows are gathering and swaggering down the hall
And I know
I won't be going easily
No I won't be going lightly
And I won't be going peacefully
No I won't be going innocently
I won't be going easily
No I won't be going lightly
And I won't be going peacefully
No I won't be going cleanly
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Songwriters: WEBB, RYAN CHRISTOPHER
The Dead Girl lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group