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 warhead



Wrote a song for a room I left long ago

It was my home It was my Hell

Now the girl the lives there

She's an exotic She's a drunk

Leaves 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

My whole Hell



Carry me No Run me

All the way down to the river



All I want is to be worthy of my

Hands, but she's got plans

Dirty like a river

(You can't) run me down

Lose it Lose your war