Love throw a line On you and me Just before the blood runs into the valley Let's write a story of, a title wave We run out of luck, we run out of days We run out of gas, hundred miles away From a station There's a war and a plague yeah, smoke and

Hit my line, hit my line I know you want me to throw it back on you I been east side, love, baby, just come through Baby, we can bump and grind, bump and grind Baby, we can bump and grind, ease your mind But I think you look way better with your clothes

She said she won the world at a carnival I don't love you I'm just passing the time You could love me if I knew how to lie But who could love me? I am out of my mind Throwing a line out to sea To see if I can catch a dream Just made her more interesting