You're just like time
Except you can still feel the shame
All hands on deck, now
The sea is getting rough again

You see him out your window
Even when you close the blinds
And all you ever wanted
Was someone to treat you nice and kind

Take a step [bad word] #39;, yeah
Take a breath now before you die
When you work the streets, darlin'
Make sure your sneaker laces, they get tied

I be your black bird darlin'
Hanging on your telephone wire
Flap my wings, oh yeah
And set your heart to fly