Ain't it just like dyin'

'Cept you can still feel the same

All hands on deck now

The sea is gettin' 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 before runnin'

Take a breath now before you dive

When you work the streets, darlin'

Make sure your sneaker laces, they get tied



I'll be your black bird, darlin'

Hangin' on your telephone wire

Flap my wings on it

And set your heart afire