The River

Lose your way and we can stay out all night

Lose your keys and we can't go home

In a little time, in a little gin

We can touch hands again

Lose your head, lose your warheadWrote a song for a room I left long ago

It was my home, it was my hell

Now the girl that lives there

She's an exotic, a drunkLeaves her clothes off when it rains

Run to the river, she carry me, she run me

All the way down to the floor where it's warm

And dirty like a river, dirty like a river

My whole hell, carry me, no, run me

All the way down to the riverAll I want is to be worthy of my hands

But she's got plans, dirty like a river

You can't run me down, you can't run me down

Run me down