Trouble doll, you look so pretty when you're sad

And the laughs we had have turned to madness

Lovers come to call and your voice gets soft

In the painted glass behind your lashes

Though angels pray for you

Only the blues can save you

If only for a second in the shimmering light

When the night's collapsed but it don't shatter or sting

It's a porcelain song from a marionette

In a dangerous sway as if under god's own strings

Salvation watches over you

Redemption only borrows you

A little at a time in this world

Real gone, real gone girl

Standing high above on that bridge in Lake Charles

Tell the truth love whose death did you see?

All the art on the wall and the quiet down the hall

Send a sinking feeling to a different story

My lonesome prays for you

In hours when there's only you

Well the ghost of a drink on the counter by the sink

Is smeared, warm and full of empty promises

It's a well worn poem where the words stick together

But the meaning seems numb till the morning washes

All down and over you

Heartache sure owes you

All the happiness in this world

Real gone, real gone girl

Sha la la la la, a little light

Sha la la la la, a little light

Sha la la la la, a little light

Sha la la la la, a little light

Sha la la la la, a little light

Sha la la la la, a little light

Sha la la la la, a little light

Sha la la la la, a little light

Sha la la la la, a little light

Sha la la la la, a little light

Sha la la la la, a little light

Sha la la la la, a little light