Way way down the line
When we're both grey and old
I beg of you open up my letters
Tell me stories 'bout drinking wine
How he took you out for dinner
How you danced all night
Tell me that you found someone better
I want you to try
As I want you to fly fly
I ain't saying you should be alone
For the rest of your life but
You rip his heart out
Way way down the line
When we're both sixty- four
I beg of you open up my letters
Do won't be telling stories 'bout drinking wine
Beer wine and bold and bound to die die
Carefully choosing every letter
I want you to try try
As I want you to fly fly
I ain't saying you should be alone
For the rest of your life but
You rip his my heart out
I want you to try
As I want you to fly
I ain't saying you should be alone
For the rest of your life but
You rip his heart out
Wait wait wait in line she said
Until that cold coyote comes
I beg of you beg of you
Open up my letters letters
I want you to try try
As I want you to fly fly
I ain't saying you should be alone
For the rest of your life but
You rip his my heart out
I want you to try
As I want you to fly
I ain't saying you should be alone
For the rest of your life but
You rip his heart out
