Falling Short
Words and Music by Wendy DuMond and Tom Franz
V1
Tonight I am falling short
At least that’s your report
But what do you know
You don’t go where I go
V2
I’m staring at this ring
But it don’t mean a thing
At least that’s what you said
Right before you wished me dead
Before you wished me dead
C1
I had a wicked thought
About that thing that you had bought
I thought I’d rip it in two
Cause that just what you would do
To me can’t you see
V3
Tonight I am falling short
So I’m making it a sport
I’m hiding in this glass
Soon this pain will pass
V4
I wish this were a dream
The kind from which it seems
You’re glad that it’s not true
Glad that it’s not you
So glad it’s not you
C2
I had an evil notion
To make you drink some potion
That will make you what I want
But that would only haunt me
With a lie I’d have to deny
B
I’m so sorry to report
Once again I’m falling short
Short of salvation
To your standing ovation
Oh please set me free
C1
C2
