She gets down on her knees to throw up life
She gets down on her knees to throw up life
She gets down on her knees to throw up life
Thats the only thing she does it goodRoom to room, flushing away her memory
Bay to bay, washing out her historyShe gets down on her knees to make up life
She gets down on her knees to make up life
She gets down on her knees to make up life
Thats the only way she has it goodShes a mainliner whos never took a main line
Shes a one liner whos never found the one line
She goes from one bay to another looking for a linerGoing down, down, down, down to feel the ground
Coming up, up, up, up to make the flightShes a line thrower, dip it in a honey bowl
Shes a line burner, rub it in with vinegar and oil
She goes from one sky to another looking for a linerGoing down, down, down, down to feel the ground
Coming up, up, up, up to make the flightGoing down, down, down, down to feel the ground
Coming up, up, up, up to make the flightBlur patches in the clouded sky
Too high to catch her tears and sighs
Looking over tenderly