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 luckies of brakes Spotted buying a rake In the Garden center Bring down the chandeliers Bring down these darkest of 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 Little by little Took that road to the middle No more peripheral vision Now she's on television Making light of her past exeses Bring down the chandeliers Bring down these darkest of 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