The Slow Drag Down

It's a slow drag down
a wishing well full of money
and a girl with frown lines
such a slow drag down
a weekend away from home
within sight of town and
now you feel you've been taken in
by a textbook case and tears, tears
but she knows she's been taken in
by the lamest of excuses
and a third honeymoon

Oh isn't it strange how
two memories change things around
on the slow drag down?

And do I forgive you?
I have nothing to forgive
And do I forgive you?
I have nothing left to forgive with
to forgive with

Such a slow drag down
this time you know
it's really forever
such a long hard slow drag down
A weekend away from home
within spitting distance

Oh isn't it strange how
two memories change things around
on the slow drag down?

Just one more day now...