Packed her life in a bag
Sucking deep on a fag
Said goodbye to the mirror
Threw her keys in the river
And ran along
Took the train to the city
Had her grandmothers beauty
Got the luckiest of breaks
Spotted buying a rake for herself
In the garden center
Bring down those darkest years
Bring down the chandeliers
We'll take you on at your game
Let the wolves howl at the moon
Let the wolves howl at the moon
For the end, it comes so soon
Let the wolves howl at the moon
Little by little
Took that road to the middle
No more peripheral vision
Now she's on television
Making light of her past excesses
Bring down the chandeliers
Bring down these darkest years
We'll take you on at your game
Let the wolves howl at the moon
Let the wolves howl at the moon
For the end, it comes so soon
Let the wolves howl at the moon
Let the wolves howl at the moon
Let the wolves howl at the moon
For the end, it comes so soon
Let the wolves howl at the moon