And go out of my head
Just leave the ring on the rail
The train is getting way too loud
And went out of my head
And lost your only chance
Songwriter: James Russell Mercer
I let you stay and you paid no rent
I found a fatal flaw
I spent twelve long months on the lam
But you sat on your hands
For the wheels to nullify
Don't leave me no phone number there
Don't leave me no phone number there
Get your feet on the ground
It took me all of a year
On honest ground
Go back to your hometown
But now I stand on honest ground
Untie me, I've said no vows
In the logic of love
You want to jump and dance
Girl, you must atone some
Girl, you must atone some
You love a sinking stone
Until this turn in my head
So baby it's clear
In the logic of love
You want to fight for this love
And stop floating around
You love a sinking stone
So get used to used to the lonesome
For the fear of breaking dams
Get on with my lonely life
That'll never elope
To put the poison pill to your ear
I'd find a fatal flaw
That'll never elope
I gotta leave here my girl
So get used to the lonesome
That's enough sitting on the fence
But honey you cannot wrestle a dove