(scene of drinking; a wine glass hits the floor breaking)

Early in the morning.
Not sure where you've been.
Drinking yourself to oblivion.
To forget the pain within.
It's a rough road.
When your love goes cold.
No use in pretending
This story is old.

We've been down, down, down, down...
We've been down this road.

Every night you're drinking,
Hoping to forget your plight.
Holding onto good times,
Trying to make things right.
But in the end;
You both have no one,
Nothing to hold onto.
Nothing turns out right.

We've been down, down, down, down...
We've been down this road.

(Refrain):
Down this road,
Nothing's right!
Love's gone cold,
Another sleepless night!
Why must we fight?
This story's old!
Come on let go,
This stories quite old.

Twenty-nine years ago,
We both turned the page.
By us both leaving.
We both learned with age.
We grew to admire,
What we both left behind.
The light had dawned.
This stories quite old.

We've been down, down, down, down...
We've been down this road.

(Refrain)

We've been down, down, down, down...
We've been down this road.