The New Pornographers - My Slow Descent

I said, my, my, my, my slow descent

Salvation holdout central...

Salvation holdout central...

With abuse that remained untreated

Into alcoholism, it went

Something like this song...

Something like this song...

Something like this song...

Salvation holdout central...

I said, my ever-loosening grip

On the commonest courtesies slipped

From my hands, where I really need her

When I need change for the parking meters

I said, my, my, my, my slow descent

Into alcoholism, it went

Something like this song...

Something like this song...

Something like this song...

Salvation holdout central...

I said, my

Into alcoholism, it went

To my head, where I really need it