Guuuuuuuhhhl

[callmesickgirl]

You're walking the thin line
between here and out of control
but you kept me in mind
you've got the papercuts to prove it
and your sea sick smile
screams sweet nausea
seventy six (oh-three) was a good year for me
its been uphill since and...

Don't cry
or stop to wonder why
we crashed out like thunder
on the floor or down from the ceiling
it's been nice waking up next to you.

And you crossed the line
between here and out of this world
you blow my mind
like a Colt .45 every time

And our sea sick smiles
are screaming home sweet home...