[Intro] [Explosive boogie-woogie piano slide!] [Fast, pounding upright bass and snare beat] [Wild, energetic piano riff] [Verse 1] [Pounding piano chords, driving bass] She kicks the door, the hinges snap She throws her keys onto the map The scrape of leather on the wood I'd run away if I only could! My collar's tight, I start to choke The living room is smelling just like smoke! [Chorus] [Music stops on every beat - punchy piano chords] The needle skips! The record spins! The static's crawling up and down my skin! She turns the lock! She drops the coat! The whiskey catches right inside my throat! [Fast, rolling boogie-woogie piano resumes] Well, my hands are shaking, my vision's going black! Lord have mercy, there ain't no turning back! [Verse 2] [Fast rhythmic stops, heavy slapback bass] A silver ring against the glass I watch the ticking seconds pass She pulls a chair, she takes a seat I hear the rhythm of her heavy feet Her eyes are locked, a hollow stare I grip the edges of the wooden chair! [Chorus] [Music stops on every beat - punchy piano chords] The needle skips! The record spins! The static's crawling up and down my skin! She turns the lock! She drops the coat! The whiskey catches right inside my throat! [Fast, rolling boogie-woogie piano resumes] Well, my hands are shaking, my vision's going black! Lord have mercy, there ain't no turning back! [Piano Solo] [Wild, frantic 1950s boogie-woogie piano solo] [Keys being smashed, high energy, fast driving beat] [Twangy rockabilly guitar jumps in] [Bridge] [Music pulls back to just upright bass and snaps] [Vocal is rhythmic, breathless, building up] She takes a step... the floorboards groan. A sudden shiver right into the bone. The distance closes... the shadows lock. I hear the second hand upon the clock... [Piano slide] [Explosive piano glissando brings the full band back!] [Chorus] [Music stops on every beat - punchy piano chords] The needle skips! The record spins! The static's crawling up and down my skin! She turns the lock! She drops the coat! The whiskey catches right inside my throat! [Fast, rolling boogie-woogie piano resumes] Well, my hands are shaking, my vision's going black! Lord have mercy, there ain't no turning back! [Outro] [Fast, chaotic piano pounding] Just the scrape of leather! No turning back! [Big, abrupt final crash on the piano and drums] [Silence] [End]
